[Verse 1]
I'm going to India over and over again
I'm standing in a cylinder, seeing all the bleeding vaginas
I feel it now coming' over me so I strive to love the Messiah
[Verse 2]
I'm going to India over and over again
I'm rushing to the nearest station, feet and hands collided with the driver
All that I think, all I thought and all I know the Syrian missile guides itself into the vaginas
I'm going to India over and over again