Godmachine (47th Psalm)

im a lifeform-reproducer
i scan your skies for ozytes
i shoot my load thru time and space

what a pantheistic factory!
the horny spheres call out for me

i am the master plan
i am my species fame
call me obscene:

i am a godmachine

skyscrapertown, mandala city
is my place to torture saints
beyond the crystal wall they cry
beneath the streets they call me mother

o central me!

i am the master plan
i am my species fame
i change the scene

i am a godmachine

i pray for a mysterious death
i have to leave like elvis

scan...your...skies....
i am so central

i am the master plan
i am the godmachine