Speedball Sorcerer

Praying on their knees in a temple built by bees
Collecting grains of life for their holy queen
Power made by patterns only they can know
Kill the nonbelievers with the harvest that they sow

Oh baby, when you scream
Well, maybe you'll see what I mean

Chaos magic, mmm
Meta synaptic
Ooh baby, when you scream
Well, maybe

Forced into robot geometry, the apis finds its key
Secreting scents of love, the hive's ready to break free

Chaos magic, mmm
Meta synaptic
Ooh baby, when you scream
Well, maybe you'll see what I mean