God Says No Letra

Thank God for this dirty equipment
A royal highness and a mother of thousands
A desert spoon to feed the badlands
Eagle claws land on golden barrels
Black fingers firmly grasp the cold spells

Queen of the night or a horse crippler
Are you a spiller or a filler?
Sun, I’m a thriller

Stemmed from deep-rooted issues
Grand gestures and a flaming iris
Hypnotizing careen of the crop
I told my family but I just can’t stop
Young man, you are out of your depth
Cut and thrust the wheat from the chaff
Unbathed in the afterglow
It’s time to rise but God says no

Lay it down on a substrate
Kiss me over the garden gate, because
Sun, I’m a thriller

Queen of the night or a horse crippler
Are you a spiller? You’re a filler
You’re tall, you won’t fall
So let’s sprawl

Sun, I’m a thriller