I can feel the flow of the earth beneath my feet. Like a rhythm from a song, the soul in the beat. Whispering ďTake whatever helps numbs your soulĒ, Come into the forest, we will help make you whole.
Fall to my knees, there was a hole in the ground. Now to mother-nature, my heart is hers - bound. I can see the air, the swing set moving in fast pace, Must be the effects of the mushrooms that I laced.
Theres mist in the air forming a question mark. Moving in the wind making love to the stark. The thorns on the roses, drip in dark...
You've been with me half my life Been so close could call you my wife Thank you for all you've gotten me through But I hate everything you make me do for you All the guilt, shame, and anger Always putting myself in danger I hate you and all that you stand for Time for me to head towards the door For this is it my good-bye Because I no longer want to die
It feels I've lived a thousand lives in this black minute already Life's soundtrack to guide me through mind's schism outside of all space-time The puppeteer of this organ flesh doll an ego-killing cosmos-chaser tracing this brief timeline Numb and in bloom Alive and doomed Walk this funeral dimension to misanthrope's torture song Cynicism teaches enough pain for everyone, but I don't want to suffer Feed me to the black drug high
The end finds me on another world under watch of the feline god Protector, I believed An observer, in reality of my life through the lens of another lens A film within a film's film One with my deathbed I breathe the earth's breath Smoking the leaf head A throatburn stomach acid green psychosis trip An ascended state or Panic's trap? Devil's remedy has got me again