Say Goodbye To General Figment Of The USS Imagination کے بول

Run from the sun Worship all the disasters Give yourself up to be A sacrifice to the concept of belief. Plagues of frogs raining down. Rivers run red, rivers run dry. But it's a lie and a fraud and it's coming from his mouth: It's coming down. It's coming down. He's comatose, eyes half closed, He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie. It's a prefect day, a perfect day. But he's comatose, eyes half closed, He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie.