Orphaned ideas, fusion with this undying snowflake Melting…but nothing lost… Another form…different incarnations Brains are snowing sites Mental skiing on neuronal paths Sport of the dreamers Transformation, such a natural movement Unavoidable and so necessary It passes…and I die frequently…to be reborn on the next moment… Death is part of my short term cycle…for the absolute delight of Life There’s a Phoenix in all of us Rising out when given the chance Sweeping across dull horizons To offer back their fire to the Grays The universal teapot is bursting with possibilities Let’s drink more…shall we ? Extracting the sky from your pulsating heart Hands outstretched, gray minds, deviant strips of flesh; ingredients to a corporate form Call me human but I won’t drop it…flattery won’t budge the sludge of time Indeed…in need of some bakeries you will stand strong But this fleeting colossus shall not prevail I don’t think so… At the top of the pyramid…weather is far better …and you’ll never know Keep on crawling A perpetual flood of obligations To douse the flaming hearths of rebellion Taming the wilds Flaunting the art of deception Stabbing backs while they watch the buffoons in their act Empires rise, Empires fall Structures collapse and lords are disgraced But no power shall ever strip humanity Of its creative capacity The sea is waiting, don’t waste seashells… What a wonderful evening Empires rise, Empires fall Structures collapse and lords are disgraced But a free Phoenix stands tall Drip your personality into my open arms Soak your feelings into the black hole of abuse Wash your pain unto others Don’t try anything new…it could be interesting… What a nice machine you are!
Orphaned ideas, fusion with this undying snowflake Melting…but nothing lost… Another form…different incarnations Brains are snowing sites Mental skiing on neuronal paths Sport of the dreamers Transformation, such a natural movement Unavoidable and so necessary It passes…and I die frequently…to be reborn on the next moment… Death is part of my short term cycle…for the absolute delight of Life There’s a Phoenix in all of us Rising out when given the chance Sweeping across dull horizons To offer back their fire to the Grays The universal teapot is bursting with possibilities Let’s drink more…shall we ? Extracting the sky from your pulsating heart Hands outstretched, gray minds, deviant strips of flesh; ingredients to a corporate form Call me human but I won’t drop it…flattery won’t budge the sludge of time Indeed…in need of some bakeries you will stand strong But this fleeting colossus shall not prevail I don’t think so… At the top of the pyramid…weather is far better …and you’ll never know Keep on crawling A perpetual flood of obligations To douse the flaming hearths of rebellion Taming the wilds Flaunting the art of deception Stabbing backs while they watch the buffoons in their act Empires rise, Empires fall Structures collapse and lords are disgraced But no power shall ever strip humanity Of its creative capacity The sea is waiting, don’t waste seashells… What a wonderful evening Empires rise, Empires fall Structures collapse and lords are disgraced But a free Phoenix stands tall Drip your personality into my open arms Soak your feelings into the black hole of abuse Wash your pain unto others Don’t try anything new…it could be interesting… What a nice machine you are!
