Antiquity's Small Rewards

Well the sky is black, And everyone's on fire. Neon lights and shallow graves, Are all I see for miles. Waiting in utopia, To liberate the living dead. Palm trees and antiquity. Kool-aid and strychnine. Well the clock is dead, And everyone's on fire. Neon lights and shallow graves, Are all I see for miles. Waiting in utopia, To liberate the living dead. Palm trees and antiquity. Kool-aid and strychnine. Sing with me in harmony In evidence of your liturgy. I am your god and I've never been so in love. So spread your legs, Close your eyes And say a prayer for me. Blow a kiss and make a wish. You're going to heaven. We're a happy family And we belong together.