It's time to rebuild and replenish through song
Forgive and let relinquish all that has been taken
Remove all flames of fear, like a baby's tear
Gently revoking anticipations of grandeur
'Cause this song won't be heard
Regardless it's not about my word or thought
'Cause truth prevails even through the draught
Even through the quakes of mighty shakes
Do unfurl a whom-like connection to the ultimate mother
Not like the brother of the moon or the father of sun
But the soil of the Earth shall forever hover wholly
Shielding wielding energies from apocalyptic screams
Beating pulses of black blood as their stripped from every hub
Tensions burn infinity 'till nothing balances trinity
'Cause tensions burn infinity 'till nothing balances trinity.
People lost in security afore worry consumes purity
We must rise up as a spirit like the Griffin and the Cherub
As a whole shall we raise above and beyond the stars and sun
As a collective shall we recollect, live or let live's retrospect
While Nantucket nectars ooze soothing succulent juices
Our livers fight the cancer of artificial banter
Nonetheless both delicious, as our senses build our fences
As our minds bind vines pressin' sensations opaque
As we mother seeds of others, for those ones you can't just smother
As the time glides on, so do I... drive by
With the wind in my hair and the beach at my feet
With the sun on my back with its fortuneless fate
Standin' calm and collective as we await to dissipate...
Await to dissipate...Cause it's nature's natural trait...
provoking agile thought like a clouds unformed through golden era's crown of light do we see the sight of peaceful connotations with warlike innuendos of conquering puentos es moi ventos...OH...cremate the eyes of disguise for only two pigments exists for the third color formed through the mesh of flesh melatonin fresh fluid of creative minds like the fountain divine do we drink as we speak the rhymes on our minds and translate the human race as we elevate and progress to the era of eternal sun shines in the eyes of the children we make and food we bake and bread we share with the brothers of water do we see the end to the beginning of the cycle like a Cyclops in the sky seeking out it's people; it's the Greek gods sigh mystical worlds created in the minds and spread through the flow audastic melodies and tantric ceremonies progress once more to the next ultimate level and move our minds to a state of distant dwellings, of distant proximities intertwining mass and space consuming ether from nether as if it never existed just as is done with bible and its pilgrims whose poor souls sunk beneath the sensatious methods and reached out to find the clout whose words disregarded with shout one two another for you and you, and you and you....and ... ...and ...cellar door ... cellar door ... these are words you know, with meanings rearranged makin' people all deranged but when all is said and done sole survivors all that's won for the journey just begun and the waves had start to spun throwing all that's seen and sewn with the needles out our arm and the pills done and gone; parasite for parasite is all gone wrong......all gone wrong..........spread this song.