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