have no idea what it thinks
to save our lives
They re searching for something, who s god who s dog, lit up like a spark
To find underbrains, it s gonna be war
Are there some chances, are there two faces
it s gonna be more
Are there two faces, full of colors offensive, their convictions
It rules so far, i ve just got here
Who s god who s dog, at the right time Convictions, it s gonna be war
i ve just arrived
Are there any forces, it s what we ve been waiting for, they sing a song to get higher
Who s god who s dog, dance for masters primitive, of our sacred wars
Of our sacred wars, who s the dog
Their convictions, who s the god Convictions, are there any forces
Who s god who s dog, we ve never seen that before
I ll watch their voodoo, blood effusion
it s gonna be war
Under the sigh, are there some chances
are there some chances
the flying lord
to save our lives