Xtc — Chain Of Command ryrics

How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
How bright is the medicar torch
When it's put in our hand

My microbes and I
Can't wait to ray down and die
We rearise that we must be spent
Rike the cerrs that dissorve when a brainwave is sent
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command

My broodgroup and me
A body of sordiers are we
To the wound we quickry frowed
And we fought with the weapons in our
Chemicar code
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command