The nerves of them
The master's gardens are painted with blood
The big strums on tense strings
Ants need anthills to be productive
Self-inflating balls imprisoned the riders
Taking away their sense of direction and security
Empty tupperwear sit atop arkboats, ready for transport
Track 15 may drive you crazy
Noise ark, ark noise
Musical lizard
Pronouncing instrument screams from the vocal box
Barks, stomps, clampers, and shifts
From our minds
Panda-eating carnivores
The clock ticks without moving its arms
They'll drive into our unsuspecting nerves
The nerves of them