Cypher punks and crypto anarchists, when in doubt fake em out
You wrote the script but couldn't see the twist, nothing broke nothing gained
This song is for the Baphomet, this song is for the guilty ones
In silicon dreams we're all Kings and Queens
In silicon dreams we f*ck like machines
The clouds are red and the sky is on fire
The Rock 'n' Roll TV evangelist, when in doubt knock em out
You turned the cheek but couldn't see the fist, nothing brokt nothing gained
This song is for the Lützen fog, this song is for the fallen one
In silicon dreams we're all Kings and Queens
In silicon dreams we f*ck like machines
The clouds are red and the sky is on fire
Steal from the bitch and give to the whore, nothing brokt nothing gained
Prepare for peace commemorate the war, make the cut, love the pain
This song is for the Baphomet, this song is for the guilty ones
The clouds are red and the sky is on fire