Talisman by Pangolin Uprising Lyrics

The spirit and the four elements are on your side
A talisman resting on your chest is where it will hide
Your preceding ones were labeled heretics, a threat to primitive accumulation
They were pressured to be baby makers, produce the workers for the nation

But you don't owe anything to those pricks
We'll fly away on our broomsticks

It's a feeling, it's a feeling I can't explain
We are healing, we are healing from the pain
It's a feeling, it's a feeling I can't explain
We are healing, we are healing from the pain
It's a feeling, it's a feeling I can't explain
We are healing, we are healing from the pain

Ahhh
Ahhh

The spirit and the four elements are on your side
A talisman resting on your chest is where it will hide