Electric impulse of light Shines up my subcontinents Living in emptiness, living in a night The perfect canvas to my ambitions Finding the creations Without imagination Stand above the equal As the only individual When it all is spiritual nothing is unusual Ask yourself why you are so human When it all is happing in your brain Solipsism overload!
On the 7 day I was: no holy soul On the 7 day I was: nothing but a hollow soul On the 7 day they couldn’t feel my fist On the 7 day there was:
No Elohist! Part of that illusion Sawed in confusion I reap my seed As the blasphemy breed
Self-deceive can be a beautiful thing But look at the mess it has got me in The word got around, the creations got free But I was as mental lonely as I ever would be Things got out of control When I gave my creations soul Can reflections in your brain Bring you physical pain? The evidence did really lack But there was no turning back Metaphysis lonesomeness Solipsism overload!
On the 7 day I was: no holy soul On the 7 day I was: nothing but a hollow soul On the 7 day they couldn’t feel my fist On the 7 day there was:
No Elohist! Part of that illusion Sawed in confusion I reap my seed As the blasphemy breed
I took a walk whit a living mirror Told her how to see things all clear I gave her a fruit and told her to go She knew that I wanted any one to know Ungratefulness, will be my death As I crawl, into lonesomeness Disproved, by my own making I know I, won’t be waking
I tried to teach them I tried to punish them I tried to drown them I tried to burn themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
