Shut out from this ancient truth

We are blind inside

Migrant souls from a distance world

There's an absence of knowledge



Reaching out for the pulse of our own

Now the time has come to awaken the prophecy

Buried underneath the veil of illusion

Given a life of freedom, only to neglect what we should feel.

Tortured by negative conciousness



Feeling our disorder hit the froggin' wall

Escape some way... Awake! 

Hallucinating desire



Chase the obscence

Travel these wonders far beyond

Burn down the walls that bind you to this cage

Or be detained



For once, a glimpse at freedom would feel divine

A break from this feeble mind

My fucking mind! 



Negative scences are just the projection of our own dark fear

Playing the victim is not what will bring us back to salvation

Back to reality



What is it they all seek?

Be it the wealth or the throne?

Live your life as a drone! 

Reaching out for the pulse of our own



So high... above what they all seem to know (what they know)

Subliminal signs

A message that's unrefined

Soaring above what they all seem to know

Someday replay the purgatory life you lead



Taste the obscene

Travel these wonders far beyond

Burn down the walls that bind you to this cage

Or be detained



Travel these wonders far beyond

Travel these travel these

Chase the obscene (travel these wonders far beyond)



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