Queen Kona
Humvees, Disease, and Killer Bees
Why, oh why
We choose to eat ourselves alive
My, oh my
Karma in all rolls of the dice

Multiply
The numbers multiply
Infection of the populace
So you must stay inside

Bodies upon bodies piling
Now on Channel 5

It’s horror on display
Every channel reminds us of misery
It’s horror on display
Every channel reminds us of misery

My, oh my
Thick lines used to divide
Murdered by the fraternity
Come, let’s pillage through the streets

Watch as we fight us
Violence with violence
Back to square one with no path to the righteous
Turning blind eyes to our brethren who need us
We’d rather the world be crumbled to pieces
Heed the warnings of God
The Rapture is near, so which side are you on?

Control with fear
Divide the sphere
Burn, questions after
We’re moving backwards

Disasters naturally
Landscapes so fiery
Victims to mass disease
Yet, no one’s listening