Dreams for sale...
Struck amongst a cursed cerebral celestial flip-flop
Neo-shamanics in continual godhead jive nonstop,
Donning a mythic lie by an unbroken promise ring
Vibe an orchestrated slide wrote as old tale to sing,
Achieve perfect otherworld idea in a confused part
Never to lore speak unearthly magic by false heart,
Fluid soul sink all save hope in an ethereal dry lake
By filming their transcendental life in but one take,
Used empty headed piece as a secret paperweight.