"Middle" lyrics

Simple men within the temple
Singing soft "Oh Gracious Light"
While Savages beneath the stars
Charted souls, projected flights
With their axes and their swords put away for the night
Cometh dance
Cometh song
Cometh lute
Cometh pipe

The road warrior Nazareth patriot was sighing Zion in excess
While the Lord and God of faces donned a youthful chain and dress
You have heard it said "Make it great again"
Make your own self great
That's a good place to begin
Begin

When the devil plays his fiddle
I'm going to meet ya in the middle
Friend

With my silver droid companion beeping at my side
As we gazed into the moonset wondering where in space we'd hide
All the green skinned princes in systems far away
Saying proverbs I can't mean in a language I can't say
Say

And if these alkaloids elicited the origins of my mind
Then why is the jackalope approaching winking both it's beady eyes
Oh ye wizards of ineptitude you've conspired for my end
As the flames of hell come rolling on the Santa Ana wind
Wind

When the devil plays his fiddle
I'm going to meet ya in the middle
Friend

I rode a steamboat through the jungle
With a fever and a rod
Cursing all that dared to live
Cursing me and thee and God
And the arrows of the natives leapt forth and skewered me
Don't we come here in a wonder
Don't we leave in mystery
Mystery

When we sailed into that salt lake
It was dead as hope itself
And we beached the damned craft
Seeking death to no avail
There will be no hell to pay
No, hell has came and went
There is no one left to kill there is sand and that is it
It

When the devil plays his fiddle
I'm gonna see ya in the middle
Friend