This is a song to great god science
We are your people and we give you reliance
You are the power across the sky
The nuclear warhead, the unseen eye.
I would not argue, your followers fill me with dread.
This is a song for the efficient son
Your divinity forces chaos to run
You are the power across the land
The retrenchment cheque, the rapist’s hand.
I would not argue, your followers fill me with dread.
This is a song to the progressive spirit
Some say you’re speaking but I can’t hear it
You are the power across our minds
The great leap forward, the run from behind.
I would not argue, your followers fill me with dread.
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