Machine In the Ghost

There's no ghost in this machine
I make my own mistakes
We seem like skeletons with bone head beliefs
History's been crucified
Humans supernaturalized
We hope we're not alone
Exploded stars and space debris
Taught itself to make some things like us
Was that all?
What was there before the bang?
How did "nothing" come to end at once?

Let's ask the atheists
Let's ask the atheists, the astronauts
The mystics of the amazon
The priests, the cults, the witches, the pope
The crystal ball, the fear of god
The tarot cards, the dowsing rod
Theologians, alchemists, black magicians, physicists say, know
Say, "we don't know"

Cults arise from ego
Sick with poltergeists and demons

Tune your TV to the snow
Watch the first thing ever known - it's always on
When nothing's over what was there?
How did nothing come to end at once?

Let's ask the atheists
Let's ask the astronauts
Let's ask the priests, the cults, the witches, the pope
Dice, the monks, shaman, the nuns
Buddha, the holy ghost, satanists, the philosophes
Meditators, pyramids, mathematicians, acid heads
Theologians, alchemists, black magicians, physicists say, know
Say, "we don't know"

Cults arise from egos
Sick with poltergeists and demons



Credits
Writer(s): Todd Beachle, Joel Petersen, Clark Baechle, Jacob Thiele, Michael Dappen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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