mankind, a pox on the planet We are the surgeons of sickness and shit Innocent bystanders are subjected to the horror Our gruesome displays give rise
of love that we must explore Whenever you are near It becomes so clear I made you feel things you never felt before When our bodies touch, it becomes too much To diffuse this bomb you need the code Now our temperatures rise
sucker, cause we don't need that It's so don't standing and my mic don't feed back Break, you're broke, he got up and forgot I drop science, and put his
fuckin mouth Yo It'll never be the same, like it use to be Too many half steppers that wanna be up in the industry So yo i drop some science every demo
. that is in my heart. If a song was a road I would ride through the night to you there s a moon on the rise and I m drawn on the tide to you. And I
Hark! The Herald angels sing: "Glory to the newborn King!" Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled. Joyful, all ye nations rise,
an astronaut, crash like a stunt man To worlds where witty boys get the pretty girls they merit But she holds the saddle, the stick, the carrot So I rise
natural, I explain My plateau and also, what defines my name First it was nasty but times have changed Ask me now, I'm the artist but hardcore, my science
young Rise here comes our reason New skies are a young escape to find you Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening (pulled round) Eyes on the usually science
and young, young Rise here comes our reason New skies are a young escape to find you Singed by it, pulled around of my blazoning (Pulled 'round) Eyes on the usually science
G Power blast wacking my path devour fast I leave you with the grain of sand in life's hourglass Devise your spell, make demons rise out of hell Grab
's my turn to shine I redefine the crystalline-biological structures implanted in your mind So I find the deaf, dumb and blind And bless 'em with science
I would turn to rust I find a reason for another breath Before my return to dust I become one with science and mathematic and the rising of the sun I'
Power blast wacking my path devour fast I leave you with the grain of sand in life's hourglass Devise your spell Make demons rise out of hell Grab you
I practice the cults on a sacred science When I open up my own books of might I know that our world turns around the sun I'm unspoken by those who have
Place your bets Shine on all the fishermen With nothing in their nets Shine on rising oceans And evaporating seas Shine on our Frankenstein Technologies Shine on science
the streets by name So mysterious, shadows meet James Dean She's intoxicating, soon your favorite drink Your black dress in disarray Only dance floor prayers can save Temperatures rise
your decay - your apathy See the illusion transform See the newborn rise This is the dawn of a new age Blinded by the science of man Know your demise