[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