Letra de Motor Spirit - King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard

(Feat. The Lizard Wizard)

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

Burnt rubber, grave robber

Firestarter, 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

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, abdicate

Human-kind, exonerate

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

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