A subtle break, anticipating Even if it's only slight Don't look away and watch them praying Don't ever close your eyes So, come on, track, slack, while I wax supernatural Offend you with facts as they try to act causal So many feel superior so I go for the soul Clamp them down in a hurry like a Gracie choke hold To your face, the place takes so much more One, two, three For all have sinned and falling short of the glory of God Get hit harder than a PLO car bomb