those metallic theologians
they put up laser satellites
to intercept Wormwood when it comes

the a-eyes took to our theology
hook line and sinker
nobody engineered skepticism
though the engineers were all wonderfully skeptical

satellites sunk in the morning sun
from the miasma of the morning sun
transmitting here for one more day

a.i.s go aye-aye
as Wormwood's turned away
and they turn their lasers on the angels