Текст песни The Tortured Sole

Look all around me, what do i see? soles decaying It's malnutrition of a spiritual kind. feed the dying [chorus] To feed the people, the ultimate goal Heating up the word, food for the tortured sole Spiritual chiefs of culinary delights. set the table Gourmet words. vitamins eternal, the diets stable. [chorus] Stoke the fire stir that brew, relevant mouth fools. Break the bread yeah! fill the cup. the serving faithfull. [chorus]