Lying like needles
On forest earth
 [bad word] 
Trees bend to pray for us
I'm sputtering
Like cold machines
Late for the birth ritual, ritual, ritual, ritual

You can drive my tail
To watch the circus
birth ritual
birth of idiots
Now I woke up blessed
And good strives for heart ache
Marked for the death ritual, ritual, ritual

As you start the song
And face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime
For every miracle
Add another [bad word] at every birth ritual

I took the [bad word] 
To make me stay
And now everything
Dies in shyness
The snake retreats
Admits defeat
And waits for the birth ritual, ritual, ritual

As you start the song
And face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime
For every miracle
Add another [bad word] at every birth ritual

Shining light
Child's highs
Mark his sides
Bright until the newness wears off

As you start the song
And face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime
For every miracle
Add another [bad word] at every birth ritual