Lost One Lyrics

Now see the inner workings of the world,
Lost child of antiquity
Mouthpiece of highest reality!

Yes! Another would-be shaman
Thrown into the spiritual desert
Of our times.

Your life is an intractable series of problems.
I would like to solve it for you.

I'll hack apart your chest
And fill it with bullets and concrete.
O the striations and burdens
Of ultimate reality!

You deserve an honorable death,
A death unburdened
From unjust anonymity!

The cosmos in ancient order!
Rasputin's mutilated corpse
On a nameless highway.