3 passports, 3 first class tickets to the money straight flights I live by the cold war drove from round the globe all I need is a kilo, a apron, show
3 passports, 3 first class tickets to the money straight flights [Rick Ross] I live by the cold war drove from round the globe all I need is a kilo,
here in this vortex my true self begins to show where phantoms pass me by what secrets do they hold? flesh torn upon the wheels of human frailty part
i see patterns in the wind and in the sand i see the stars, i read the clouds, i understand then the madness overwhelmed (i lost control) it was cut out
rise from my unconscious let it rise get it out get it out get it out behind the illusion of reality are forces that speak to me we will draw them out
I was born to see two thousand years Of man's effect upon the planet Extinction seems to be a plausible risk Whatever happens well I'm part of all this
She talks of supernatural aeons that we'll make She says "Look behind the wave of changes" Feel the future taking shape I can see tomorrow, I can see
i feel this wave that is carrying me and i'm unable to stop i stand outside of my body but it continues to walk love me and touch me your body my feast
Running through this maze, cry at what I see A civilization with values alien to me All the role models, lost souls, false gods that I am shown Ordeals
turbulence is certainty turbulence is friction between you and me suffering and pain crystallised in a brain that recreates the process again draws borders
My tiv's changing, day to day The fiery kisses, fast decay I look up the river, my firm thoughts down The block they've poisoned, gotta sit tight Wait
Stretching their arms out Towards you clenching fists Inhaling atmospheres From hot fiery pits Laughter announces The musical war Crowley pronounces A
I think my heart stopped beating, uhh ... tell me don't hold on breathing, uhh And looking find a reason, uhh Do you anything but feelings. It's pandemonium
Is this a riot or are you just pleased to see me? Why aren't we holding hands and talking sweet? I love you really though I know no one believes me There
[Music and lyrics: Daniel Reda] An ancient man was riding with death in his heart, his beautiful black horse was trying to understand why the ancient
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As we reach unto the sky living fearful in a lie we stop and stare upon the starlit fields we see Out there I watch the trail of streaming light defining
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