I
we are the lost children
of the sun god warriors of light
our bodies and minds not designed
for the city life
kids in the underworlds
we need to feel the sun and sky
the trees, rains and thunderstorms
humans have built this modern habitat
as a way to keep nature at a distance
with our air con and movie stars
we mapped it all out
so we would never get lost again
but we did anyway
yeah we did anyway
II
sometimes there is a war when the overlords
need to flex their might
we drink, fuck then shop on amazon all night
just to feel alright
humans being humans, making millions
living the nine to five but working over time
till we see neon signs flashing now its time to die
there will always be men like me
who refuse to follow the paths of the common man
we drink from many rivers of doubt
dabble in the dark arts to study the Light
knowing that eventually we will all go back
to wherever it is that we came from
sometimes late at night
i can already hear them calling for me
sometimes i hear them
calling for me