D F#m
When the drinker of giants is less than his thirst
G A
He'll swallow the blessed along with the cursed
D
The first will be last
F#m
But the last will be worst
G A D
And God says "Vengeance is mine"
D F#m
In secret, or refuge, the leaders of men
G A
Will open their hearts to the pirates, again
D F#m
We will recover but, who can say when?
G A D
Ah, there's never quite enough time
G D
Oh, play your phonograph
G A
It still makes baby laugh
D F#m
And look to the heavens, and see if he comes
G A
To silence and stifle the tentative guns
D F#m
And I will see all of my friends all at once
G A D
And I know I have nothing to hide
D F#m
In time, the new relics will go where they've been
G A
And seek out a crevice to perish within
D F#m
And everywhere you can smell poison and skin
G A D
For, we will have thrown all the lines
G D
Oh, play your phonograph
G A
It splits the snakes in half
D F#m
The place full the purpose of you and your friends
G A
The load-bearing walls will begin to make sense
D F#m
And they'll dole our prescriptions as Death recommends
G A D
Oh, you'll hardly be fit to decide
D F#m
And every lone voice will equate with each verse
G A
A hope for a kind and compassionate nurse
So,
D
The first will be last
F#m
But the last will be worst
G A D F#m
And God says "Vengeance is mine"
G A D
And God says "Vengeance is mine"