Psalm For The Tiny Devils

Shattered the stone, unlocked the core
Thought you were gods, but you're just a bore
Calculus screams, the numbers are lying
Theory of ash, while the children are crying
Neutron dance, a morbid ballet
You pissed on the sun to brighten your day
Chalk on the board, a fuckin' disgrace
You drew a straight line, then bent time and space!

You built a cathedral of zero and one
But the ceiling came down when the chain had begun
(Now listen... can you hear 'em?)

HERE COME THE TINY DEVILS!
(Singin' psalms all wrong!)
WITH THEIR SCREWED-UP GOSPEL!
(Out of key, so strong!)
They twist the scriptures, break the rhyme
Infect the logic, kill the time
CRACK THE CODES IN YOUR POMPOUS HEAD!
TILL ATOM SPLITTERS WISH THEY WERE DEAD!
(Ha-ha-ha!)

You worshiped the yield, the critical mass
Ignored the handwriting on the wall of glass
E=mc;, a pretty good joke
'Til the punchline arrives in a radioactive smoke
Fission of faith, a chain of despair
You're combing your hair while you're gasping for air
The chalk is all dust, the papers are burned
The lesson you taught is the one you unlearned!

You thought you'd master the flame...
But you forgot who whispers your name...
The laboratory is shaking...
The Geiger counter is making...
A sound like a laugh... from below...

HERE COME THE TINY DEVILS!
(Singin' psalms all wrong!)
WITH THEIR SCREWED-UP GOSPEL!
(Out of key, so strong!)
They chew the data, spit the paste
Rewrite the future, just for a taste!
TURN YOUR GENIUS INTO LEAD!
TILL ATOM SPLITTERS WISH THEY WERE DEAD!
(Dead! Dead! Dead!)

Go on... split another one.
We like the light.
It makes our shadows... giggle... giggle... wiggle.