Prepare thy events
From pillar to post
A reason returned
To the loyal tools
To enlightenment please
Don't give up the ghost
But drop dead destiny

A barely couth voice
Untroubled by charm
An orangutang
Still waving its arms
I've heard more sense
Come out of a farm
Drop dead destiny

You are a washed up illusion
Still making fools of us all
Now I take one step then another
I am deaf to your call

When you have finally departed
I'll sing a song at your wake
One of my own compositions
I am to all that is fakе
Prepare my evеnts
From pillar to post
A reason returned
To the loyal tools
Enlightenment please
Don't give up the ghost
But drop dead destiny
Drop dead destiny