The Kabeedies - L.T. lyrics

48, Joan of Arc, Armed with jesuits bark 21, punctured limb, branded on a whim An unplanned child is a terrifying thing But the leiutenant brings, what the lieutenant brings There is a cell, that's monitored By cold machines, in hospital There is a cell, that's monitored And we all look on in fear 19, does as much as let by her harsh touch 65, terrified, yet to be informed An unplanned child is a terrifying thing But he's made by strength, and strength he shall bring Here it is round again, another saving grace Here we are arms in arcs, set to let him in An unplanned child, is a terrifying thing First the lieutenant shreds, then the leiutenant cleans There is a cell By cold machines There is a cell Who doubts the work of their instincts