Sat amongst wise kings Indian-style
Witnessed the birth of the 1st child in exile
On banks of Nile
Grew seeds of post destruction
Juveniles lack such instructions
As so-called truths rattle such assumptions
Oneness of polyrhythmic shifts into....
Nothing
Suburbanite tikes slumming for trend
Humanity pretends to be humane
Urbanscape fails to sustain


Rain falls upon my weary brow
Shrugged shoulders of indifference speak


Swollen tongue bums with smoke filled lungs
Swollen tongue bums with smoke filled lungs
Acoustic warfare on masses like Iranians


Dig them sounds god, lost my way again
Walk through vineyard
Concept nonlinear
Spoke, pattern broke, caused view past millennia
Messiah cry timber
Marble columns crumble under feet of us sinners
Felt my eyes stabbed with splinters
In blindness felt contours of unsure terrain
Populus lay slain
I offer malted grain to the unwise sage

Strange intrinsic
World got me lifted
Skilled drunken mystic
Felt my earth shifted


Swollen tongue bums with smoke filled lungs
Swollen tongue bums with smoke filled lungs
Acoustic warfare on masses like Iranians


Suburbanite tikes slumming for trend
Humanity pretends to be humane
Urbanscape fails to sustain


Inconsistent simple peasants of next week
Chew slow as you weep
There are no grapes left to harvest
Drunkards wash away old thoughts in midst of lazy yawns
Oh how we fear the dawn and the sharp pains which twinge our insides
My night has ended
Morning amounts to crust caked eyes and regrets
Forgetting what it is we are

Swollen tongue bums with smoke filled lungs
Swollen tongue bums with smoke filled lungs
Acoustic warfare