TISM - BLEVE

{Verse 1}
We lie in the field, away from the commotion
Listening to the wind, the smell of the ocean
The sun and the land in mutual devotion
But here comes the boiling liquid expanding vapour explosion!

{Chorus}
(B-L-E-V-E!) Wherefore comes this malady?
(B-L-E-V-E!) The results of someone's perfidy
(B-L-E-V-E!) A product of man's misanthropy
(B-L-E-V-E!) We'll all end up with dysentery

{Verse 2}
The sadness of purgatory is but transitory
A priori, this territory is hunky dory
Life's quotient is a notion ambrosian
But here comes the boiling liquid еxpanding vapour explosion!

{Chorus}
(B-L-E-V-E!) I tell you it ain't hyperbolе
(B-L-E-V-E!) It's a wicked twist of chemistry
(B-L-E-V-E!) A giant human rotisserie
(B-L-E-V-E!) What a fucking tragedy!