Wooden Wand - Vengeance, pt. 2 Lyrics

When the drinker of giants is less than his thirst
He'll swallow the blessed along with the cursed
The first will be last but the last will be worse
And God says""Vengeance is mine""

In secret or refuge the leaders of men
Will open their hearts to the pirates again
And we will recover, but who can say when?
There's never quite enough time

Oh, play your phonograph
It still makes baby laugh

And look to the heavens and see if he comes
To silence and stifle the tentative guns
And I will see all of my friends all at once
And I’ll know I have nothing to hide

In time the new relics will go where they'd been
And seek out a crevice to perish within
And everywhere you can smell poison and skin
For we will have thrown all the limes

Oh, play your phonograph
It splits the snakes in half

And placed full the purpose of you and your friends
The load-bearing walls will begin to make sense
And they'll dole our prescriptions as Death recommends
Oh, you'll hardly be fit to decide

And every lone voice will equate with each verse
A hope for a kind and compassionate nurse
The first will be last but the last will be worse
And God says""Vengeance is mine""

God says""Vengeance is mine""