Nude in the Wilderness - Dog Fashion Disco

If I was the son of God

I’d live alone nude in the wilderness

The animals would speak to me

And approach me without hesitation

The birds would sing to scarecrows

In circadian rhythm

Inside the garden of desperation

A voice could be heard

And all the plastic politician devils cry

As all the skyscrapers come crashing to the ground

Whatever happened to a quiet simple life?

Innocence is lost as we near our final day

Deep in the forest

The apparitions are all in attendance

Phantoms and specters

Converge in silence under the moonlight

Behind this illusion

Is a union of theanthropism

Inside the garden of desperation

A voice could be heard

And all the plastic politician devils cry

As all the skyscrapers come crashing to the ground

Whatever happened to a quiet simple life?

Innocence is lost as we near our final day

Falling bombs on Babylon

What a perfect ending to it all

Falling bombs on Babylon

What a perfect ending to it all

And all the plastic politician devils cry

As all the skyscrapers come crashing to the ground

Whatever happened to a quiet simple life?

Innocence is lost as we near our final

Innocence is lost as we near our final day