"Archangel's Thunderbird" lyrics - THE BREEDERS

When the everywhere-eye asks you:
"Who is the emperor of the sky?"
Take the Archangel's Thunderbird

Go to Edgar Allen
In the tower of sleep
He'll tell you a story
Which makes you a creep
The echo of your cries
Is falling so deep

Rent a destroyer
And sail to Cape Cod
There lives a lion
They call him God
There is no elevator to Eden
But a hole in the sky

In shock-corridors standing
People with their eyes in their hands

But they don't understand
Don't get with your confessional
Flare into the vaulting flight of stairs

Baiting soldiers sleeping
In melting house of wax
Why is the audience not taking
The insurrection ax?
Thousands of windows burst open
And alarm bells are broken