The Temple

Society crumbling Getting closer Our only hope lies so deep In the ocean So yes, let's put debates to bed I'm thinking that it's best That all of us are dead In Mariana's trench (Trench, trench, trench) I am building us a bed To make and break again A Pentecostal Maiden Voyage This, the deepest that we've been The pressure builds and bends To our wills, like our heads Worship the submarine Worship the submarine Worship the submarine I, Worship the submarine Worship the submarine The ship built of our dreams A Temple so serene (Yeah) (Woo!) Realize in my heart Gotta stand up and shout To the temple (Oh, woah) Deep down here this is what they see: Empathy and no war My motives are ulterior: To become their brand new deity I derive from the bread Instead you eat heads This Pentecostal Maiden Voyage Craniums of the fish You'd never dare to eat You'd never dare to meet They're poisonous and free Worship the submarine Worship the submarine Worship the submarine I Worship the submarine Worship the submarine The ship built of our dreams A Temple so serene Poisonous and psychedelic fish Fins and gills fill your tummy Ingest this and then go on a trip Ritual, this exclusive business If you're to join our clique You must do this, it is certain Eat the fish, do not be a bitch Freedoms calling and it's in this fish Then you're part of our club Then you're part of our club Now you know where you'll go After dying I hope you're dying to know Who you're worshipping It's me, your god. I'm Dyess