Machines of Loving Grace - Ancestor CultLyrics

Let's take an ambulance ride To the place where Amnesia fills our eyes Suck in that summer sister The blood was like a river flowing The earring dangles from the point of entry To the wicked root of thickening gravity And I am connected to the people ahead of me By a tangled web of blood and entropy And I am a child of the twentieth century And I recall that the others ahead of me Filled their eyes They filled their eyes They filled their eyes Suck in that stomach sister The fruit within your loins expanding A strange locked code The overflow of our occidental ancestral home