Space Orgy

I am everywhere all the time You will know me by my smell East-West on the greyhound line Tracing invisible trails Here is my head in a Lucite box You will know me by my frequency Here is my footprint on the face of Mars In the Year of Our Lord, 10, 000 B.C. It's later than I thought it could get I lust in brand new ways I loiter below the weather clock To await the appointed day When the bibles rise in the urban skies And combust in electric flames The birds sustain a monotone drone Until we forget our names These dreams we dream in common You know the ones where we eat our organs That dream is the last reminder That dream is the final warning Those who heed greet those who defy Those who admit salute those who deny And rise to a certain altitude Where the divided mind is nullified Choose your choice at the chosen time Remove your face at the designated place Peel your skin at the beginning, friend It will be returned at the end Labor and toil and trial and task The nature of which depends who you ask One thing is certain This much is clear The first day is looming The last day is near The bibles maintain a monotone drone The birds coalesce in a human form Its stride is a worldwide broadcast As all earthly species exhale Peel your mind at the middle Furnish the newfound void You are inside out at Antiquity A monument to be destroyed I marched in a wedding on the Equinox My cheek pouch full of coins Here is my liver in a lead-lined box Here is my egg and seed conjoined I pledge to stand at attention I pledge to never swerve I pledge to sing 1, 000 more songs In confusion I shall serve.