Cheer-Accident - Metaphysical

The old man is buried
In the clouds

Spread the rumor of
A new heaven for sale

The public and private sectors collide
As the corporations buy up the night

We lie under the sign and embrace
As they sell us the old dream of a new God

The lovely terrorist and I take arms
Blast the corporations out of the sky

Shatter the constellations of power
In the name of absolute love we destroy