by Wax Mannequin Every song is a kind of prayer Every prayer is a kind of advertising jingle Every jingle is a kind of epitaph Song-prayer, volcano god / Am - / Dm Am / G C / E Am / They say he has an invisible hand Builds up the wealth of nations But the hand that I see every day Takes away, takes away {refrain} Volcano god, volcano god Which one of my treasures will you take from me today? / Dm Am / E Am / Volcano god, volcano god I praise you with my screams as I watch them fall away When Spartacus was up on his cross I bet you that he had no illusions Of what he was an advertisement for As he sang out his last song-prayer {refrain} [[ higher ]] Volcano god, volcano god Your appetite grows stronger with each morsel that you're fed Volcano god, volcano god I praise you with my screams 'til you decide to make me dead ? ? Amen |
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