My peace is in disturbing it

I play trance music louder than god in the mind of a missionary
until I swear the plants are dancing
and the walls are crumbling with every thud of the bass
so I can drown out every fucking particle on the planet

I crave blasting techno like a junkie fiends for coke
scratching my skin until it bleeds
because I swear the music crystalizes under the flesh

I'd take a needle and inject the beats into my system
if only I could buy it on the street in a dime bag
from a break dancing turntable with head phones so thick my body tumbles from the weight

DJ Tiesto is my lord
bringing me up so high I giggle
convulsing on the floor until I'm lightheaded from the shaking

I want to bring speakers the size of an island into Iraq
and fog that fucking country with deafening trance music
until every soilder and dying civilian is on their knees weeping
as my addiction fills their minds with passion