The first mosquito that bites hardly
annoys. Ten billion parasites sucking leave
the most choking. The conquest nearly
absolute nothing left for science to
reproduce... (We are) our own
pesticide.
And the sermon speaks of
progress so embrace the new religion. Witness
miracles. Speak in tongues. Revel in tunnel
vision. But the earth is eternal and it will
heal in time so much the more majestic devoid
of human slime. (We are) our own
pesticide.