Farm Lyrics - Singles - Cultfever

Oh, 

What is this science? 

What are you trying 

To take me back to where Ive been? 

And oh, who, 

Who are these humans? 

What are they doing? 

Dont take me back to them. 

I learned to welcome witchcraft like an old familiar silk 

And I hate all of the reasons Ive put reason on a hill. 

But I am still trying, oh!, trying hard to feel 

With the madness of a tyrant Im relying on the kill 

And my heart, heart, is not that sort of part of me that does anything other than beat... 

Ive been taken up with tales, they are a welcome alibi. 

Since then I've tried, but then I quit, to look you squarely in the eye. 

And I suppose my familys scattered. 

Its my fault they left, alright 

But they exploded and Im left with episodic omnicide 

And no I never worried on my sadness 

Because I never blamed it on me. 

So Ive got a reason to think this is the strangest, oh its the strangest way to be... 

How could the single mind in my head, oh, be so very very ready to go and just divide 

itself dead dead? 

And your sorter of souls, hes asleep in his empyrean-- the best hes ever had 

And its a tie in a 3-way pilgrimage-- you're furious? Ill take, Ill take it back 

Your sorter of souls, hes asleep in his empyrean-- the best hes ever had 

Are you minding your time in the pilgrimage-- you're furious? Ill take, Ill take it back 

I am breaking down these factory lines -- thats all Im asking of myself.