Far beyond the desert road where everything ends up
So good, the empty space,
Mental erase forgive, forgot
Heal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
I don't know what time it was
I don't wear a watch
So good to be an ant who crawls
Atop a spinning rock
Heal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Healing, kneeling
Godless heathens
Godless heathens always want from the sky...
Writer(s): Michael Shuman, Dean Fertita, Joshua Homme, Troy Van Leeuwen
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