Don't stay, run away It's your own fault He has ordered assassination The henchmen are gathered and waiting Your role as usurper is found out Tsarina has warned of the danger That is what we wanted This is where we lay By the light of the moon

This means war With your creator Burn like a slave Churn like a cog We are caged in simulations Algorithms evolve Push us aside and render us obsolete

Reintegrate me, you made me a killer Like you could trade me for everything I've lost And look how you made me make me Think about me taking my own life When I remember what went down In war, combat is so heavily prepared for Returning home is something

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree They say who murdered three Where dead man called out For his love to flee

We're class! You're not! Let's kill some squids and make them rot With pirate powered murder skills The future's where we get our thrills A shot to the heart with a flintlock gun And mash their brains with a bottle of rum I come to you from another time

Dance, baby, dance, like the world is ending This is who you are Sit back and look for the warnings Baby walkin' around with your head cut off Let's start today Dance, baby, 'cause, like the world is ending The queen's heart So we pray and we pray

One of those things If we'd thought a bit about the end of it As we started painting the town We'd have been aware that our love affair Was too hot not to cool down It was great fun But it was just one of those things I'm sorry to say that I didn't know

Yesterday is dead and gone Shaking the cage Heed our war cry Let there be no doubt This is reckoning day Rattling the chains We want out We are standing in the flames Reaching for the sky

I don't need your civil war Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh The way we've always done before My hands are tied It feeds the rich while it buries the poor I don't need one more war Look at your young men

This means war With your creator Burn like a slave Churn like a cog We are caged in simulations Algorithms evolve Push us aside and render us obsolete