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Lyrics

Intro/verse 1

You woke up during the Cosmodawn...

The nerve ends split like the roots of God

Bolts around your skull

Breathe in the ash of a dying star

Breathe out the names you forgot you are

You're the new fuckstar

Selling your body for the pyramid of modern arts

You know who you really are

Pre−Chorus

Spiral down

Into the darkest pit

Spiral down

Into the serpent’s kiss

Let it sink deep...

Chorus

You can't just fuck the anti-Christ!

You tear the fabric called life

Open your ribs and lack your spite

Bleeding constellations through the night

(So petty)

You can't just fuck the anti-Christ!

You don't survive that parasite

He lives inside your satellites

Inside your lovers

Inside your rites

(So petty)

And pettiness

Verse 2

Prophets with severed hands

Preach to the worms in the sinking sands

Every confession another disease

Every messiah brought down to knees

There’s a hole in Heaven

It’s humming low

Shaped like the face that you used to know

He's in Heaven now...

I put my ear to the sky

Heard the universe learning to die

Save us...

Save us...

Save us all!!!...

Save yourself!!!...

Bridge–slow/building

Wake up

Wake up the dead

Wake up

Within the dampened bed

Slither

Slither

Cracked by a time splitter

Slither

Like a snake

Slither

Feels like rape

Feeling it now

Feeling it now

Going down!...

You are the child of a thousand suns

Counting the dead in binary tongues

If you knew Jesus you'd maybe fuck him

Suck you of your life...

Suck you of worth...

Material worth...

Breakdown

Wake up...

Wake up...

Wake up...

Wake up...

Now!!!...

Wake!!!...

The!!!...

Fuck!!!...

Up!!!...

Final Chorus

You can't just fuck the anti-Christ!

You tear the fabric called life

Open your ribs and lack your spite

Bleeding constellations through the night

(So petty)

You can't just fuck the anti-Christ!

You don't survive that parasite

He lives inside your satellites

Inside your lovers

Inside your rites

(So petty)

And pettiness

And sings…

Instrumental, Tool guitar solo included

Outro

You can't just fuck the anti-Christ!...

You can't just fuck the anti-Christ!...

You can't just fuck the anti-Christ!...

You woke up during the Cosmodawn...

You woke up during the Cosmodawn...

You woke up during the—

during the—

during the—

Dawn...

Now it's all... Gone...

Gone... Forever…

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