Motor Spirit

Oh holy rabble, we art ensnared to quiver liketh rippled air

Diocese of did melt sand

Worship with thy chroming hand

Coal-black cloud horizon maketh landborn petromyzon

Summon forth thy motor spirit

Drink the fuckin' gas and killeth

Light the fuel

Propagate oxygen and heat

Deify motor spirit

Kiss goodbye the weak

Oh, holy frontier art unbound

Thee kiss thy god, I kisseth ground

I holdeth flame yond burns at night

A seraph of Isaiah's light

Touch thy lips and purge thy skin

Holy water, eyes within

By thee, we sleep and die for you

Ignite, m'lord, we ride for you

Motor spirit, motor spirit

Black buckets everywhere, brimming, spewing millionaires

Rotting ancient zooplankton squashed below the megaton

Sweet juice on my lips

Motorised apocalypse

See metal crunch and hear it

Highway death by motor spirit

Light the fuel

Propagate oxygen and heat

Deify motor spirit

Kiss goodbye the weak

High octane aviation

Gasoline leak inhalation

Paint chromer, broken home

Bloody stool, gasket blown

Pop the bonnet, oil check

Fire-pious side effects

Guarana drama, damage control

Sniffing, huffing ethanol

Motor spirit, motor spirit

Motor spirit, motor spirit

Consumed by non-believers

Fly, my octane spirit weaver

Mmm, burnt rubber, grave robber

Fire starter, spark imparter

Un-water, fun porter

Sun mortar, manslaughter

Motor spirit, don't fear it

Buy a ticket, button flick it

Kill the rigid, burn the bridges

Pick the stitches, drink the riches, you

Mmm, engine Gaia, piston wheeze

The messiah on their knees

Beg the wind, beg the tree

Beg the bug for mercy

Motor spirit, dragon race

Burning cars, outer space

Petrol king abdicates

Human-kind, exonerate, ah

Uh, dire fate shall plague our land

Hurricanes shall sweepeth sand

The winds doth howl and moaneth

Homes and lives overthrowneth

But hark, brave occultists, bold

Rise to save the world from cold

Weaveth magic spells with care

Banish the hellish nightmare

Dance beneath the moon's bright glow as charms, they work to and fro

But alas, fire doth grown despite witches' ebb and flow

Fires rage with wild intent, destroying all they present

The heat doth scorch the landeth

Naught but ash in thy handeth

End doth near

We cannot hide as the Earth doth shake and writhe

Turn to sin with hearts sincere

Block the way that led us here

Motor spirit, motor spirit

Motor spirit, motor spirit