Lyrics:
Little gay lookin' boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy
You witnessin' a mass-occur
Like you're watchin' a church gathering take place lookin' boy
"Oy vey, that boy's gay", that's all they say, lookin' boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy?
(Hero)
My heart don't skip a beat, even when hard times bumps the needle
Mass destruction and mass corruption
The souls of sufferin' men
Clutchin' on deaf ears again, rapture is comin'
It's all prophecy and if I gotta be sacrificed for the greater good
Then that's what it gotta be
Who gon' pray for me?
Mass hallucination baby
Ill education baby
Want to reconnect with your elations?
This is your station baby
Look inside these walls and you see them having withdrawals
Of a prisoner on his way
Trapped inside your desire
To fire bullets that stray
Track attire just tell you I'm tired and ran away
I should ask a choir, "What do you require
To sing a song that acquire me to have faith?"
Panic mode 'bout to snap and go motherfuckin' wacko at any second
'Bout to cancel the show, just as fans below rush the entrance
Plan is a go to wreck shit, cameras in all directions
The press is 'bout to go apeshit, bananas on all the networks
Commando with extra clips, I got ammo for all the hecklers
I'm armed to the teeth, 'nother Valium fall off the bed
Hit the ground and crawl to the dresser
Alcohol on my breath as I reach for the Scope
I'm blackin' out, I'm all out of meds
With them benzodiazepines gone
Now it's just magazines sprawled out on the floor
Fuck the media, I'm goin' all out, this is war
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
And I don't wanna be alone in the darkness (yeah)
I don't wanna be alone in the darkness
I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore
People start to show up, time to start the show up
It's 10:05 PM and the curtain starts to go up
And I'm already sweatin' but I'm locked and loaded
For rapid fire spittin' for all the concert-goers
Scopes for sniper vision, surprise from out of nowhere
As I slide the clip in from inside the hotel
Leanin' out the window, going Kaiser Soze
Finger on the trigger, but I'm a licensed owner
With no prior convictions, so law says sky's the limit
So my supplies infinite, strapped like I'm a soldier
Got 'em hopping over walls and climbing fences
Some of 'em John Travolta, stayin' alive by inches
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Cops are knockin', oh, fuck, thought I blocked the entrance
Guess show time is over, no suicide note
Just a note for target distance
But if you'd like to know the reason why I did this
You'll never find a motive, truth is I have no idea
I am just as stumped, no signs of mental illness
Just tryin' to show ya the reason why we're so fucked
'Cause by the time it's over, won't make the slightest difference
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
And I don't wanna be alone in the darkness
I don't wanna be alone in the darkness
I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Yeah, we do have some breaking news from the Associated Press right now
Just gonna bring that up, because we are hearing
We have told you that the shooter is dead
And we have just learned that police are saying that the Las Vegas shooter killed himself
That is the bartender there at Mandalay Bay
And I believe we're going to hear more from here
Yeah, we just wanted to share that with you
You can see behind me here, this is what he looks like
Now, we did just tell you that police just earlier
Metro was telling us that he killed himself inside the hotel room
Good morning, as we come to you on the air
We bring you breaking news, a school shooting (crushing news)
Another school shooting (eleven people dead)
Reports of a number of fatalities and this time in Santa Fe, Texas
That is just outside Galveston (that no one saw coming)
A mass shooting a Southern California school
We are following breaking news this morning
Another deadly school shooting
This one in Santa Fe, Texas, that's just outside Houston
Twenty-six killed and twenty other wounded (Houston affiliate is reporting)
At least nine people have been killed (somber words, making it the deadliest shooting in Texas history)
Five people dead
The attacker opening fire outside the church during a morning worship session
He unloaded the chaotic and terror, making his way inside
This, a deadly shooting at a food festival in Northern California
Three people, so far, dead
Breaking news (fifteen wounded)
A deadly shooting at a newspaper office in Annapolis (a gunman opened fire)
Newly released surveillance video shows the moments leading up to a mass shooting
In Dayton, Ohio
Authorities say the shooter
(Hero)
My heart don't skip a beat, even when hard times bumps the needle
Mass destruction and mass corruption
The souls of sufferin' men
Clutchin' on deaf ears again, rapture is comin'
It's all prophecy and if I gotta be sacrificed for the greater good
Then that's what it gotta be
Who gon' pray for me?
Ready for a cheap escape
On the brink of self-destruction
Widespread panic
Broken glass inside my head
Bleeding down these thoughts of anguish
Mass confusion
Well, the world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with I don't care
There's a plague inside of me
Eating at my disposition
Nothing's left
Torn out of reality
To a state of no opinion
Limp with hate
Well, the world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with I don't care
I wanna jump out
I wanna jump out
I wanna jump out
I wanna jump out
Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth
And when I search a faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray and
Black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange
Raise your glass to the hard working people
Let's drink to the uncounted heads
Let's think of the wavering millions
Who need leaders but get gamblers instead
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio
And when I look in the faceless crowd
A swirling mass of grays and
Black and white
They don't look real to me
Or don't they look so strange
Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought for the rag taggy people
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
Let's drink to the two thousand million
Let's think of the humble of birth
Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth
And when I search a faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray and
Black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange
Raise your glass to the hard working people
Let's drink to the uncounted heads
Let's think of the wavering millions
Who need leaders but get gamblers instead
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
His empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio
And when I look in the faceless crowd
A swirling mass of grays and
Black and white
They don't look real to me
Or don't they look so strange
Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's think of the lowly of birth
Spare a thought for the rag taggy people
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
Let's drink to the two thousand million
Let's think of the humble of birth
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
I rule the midnight air the destroyer
Born I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I creep the steps and floor final darkness
Blood lambs blood painted door, I shall pass
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death, yeah yeah yeah oh
Little g- lookin' boy
So g- I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy
You witnessin' a mass-occur
Like you're watchin' a church gathering take place lookin' boy
"Oy vey, that boy's g-", that's all they say, lookin' boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy?
Arriving in boats, black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed, covered my head
But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leader, she's small, pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past
Time after time, she'd be readin' my mind
But she never got the feelin' to last
Celebrate, celebrate, celebraid it
This is the critical mass
So far so good, I heard the other say
So good so far, they're takin' me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
This is the critical mass
Now the tallest of two, with a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun, that it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart, tellin' me if I'm smart
I'll practice and phase
Out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit
And I went screaming out down the hall
Need it
Need your love
Just then I heard a poundin' on the door
We're all here, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to you alas, we'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
We are the critical mass
Time and space, is takin' me away
Time erase, don't know the time of day
Let me sit this ass
On you
Show you how I feel
Let me take this off
Will you watch me
Yes, mass appeal
Don't take your eyes
Don't take your eyes off it
Watch it, babe
If you like
You can touch me baby
Do you
Do you wanna touch me baby, ooh
Grab a hold, don't let go
Let me know
That you
Ready (ready)
I just wanna show you now
Slow it down
Go around
You rock hard
I rock steady
And rock right up to the side of my mountain
Climb until you reach my peak baby, peak babe, peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep baby, your deep baby, deep
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing and flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send all your sins all over me, babe, me baby, me
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Bathe in these waterfalls
I do it like it's my profession
I gotta make a confession
I'm proud of all this bass
When you put it in your face
By the way, if you need a personal trainer or a therapist
I can be a piece of sunshine, inner peace, entertainer
Anything else that you may read between the lines
You and I create rockets and waterfalls
So rock right up to the side of my mountain
Climb until you reach my peak baby, peak babe, peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep baby, your deep baby, deep
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send all your sins all over me babe, me
Hard, rock, stead, rock, hard, rock, steady
Rock, hard rock, steady, rock, hard, rock, steady
Don't you know that I give you the loving if you need it
I give you my word, you can believe it
Your love feels like, all four seasons
Growing inside me, life has a reason
Swimming and my love and your love lifting
Higher, harder
Got me screaming to the lord, boy, kiss me
Pray we don't overflow
Baby I know you can feel it pulse
Keeping the peak of my waterfall
Rock it, baby, rock it, baby, rock it 'til the water falls
Damn
I can't help but love the way we make love
Daddy, daddy
Ooh child, ooh now
Yes, Lord, damn baby
You driving me cray, cray, yeah
You ain't right for doing it to me like that daddy
Even though
I've been a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad girl
Tell me what you're gonna do about that
Punish me please
Punish me please
Daddy what you're going to do with all of this
Ass
All up in your face, yeah
Hell yeah
Love me so deep
Ooh my shit's so good it ain't even right
I know I'm right
Hell yeah you the shit
That's why you're my equivalent
So sexy
We're so much more than pointless fixtures
Instagram pictures, consumers
What about that ching-ching-ching
What about that, what about that ching-ching
Baby boomers (baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)
Cyclical trends, tryna fit in
Home is where the heart is
God damn it, I'm comfortable in my skin
And you're comfortable in my skin
You look so comfortable in my skin (skin, skin, skin)
Rockets and waterfalls
Arriving in boats, black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed, covered my head
But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leader, she's small, pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past
Time after time, she'd be readin' my mind
But she never got the feelin' to last
Celebrate, celebrate, celebraid it
This is the critical mass
So far so good, I heard the other say
So good so far, they're takin' me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
This is the critical mass
Now the tallest of two, with a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun, that it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart, tellin' me if I'm smart
I'll practice and phase
Out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit
And I went screaming out down the hall
Need it
Need your love
Just then I heard a poundin' on the door
We're all here, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to you alas, we'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
We are the critical mass
Time and space, is takin' me away
Time erase, don't know the time of day
I always knew that one day, they'd try to bring me down
Way down, way down
One day, they'd tried to bring me down
Always knew that one day, they'd try to bring me down
Way down, they'd try to bring me down
We gon' to mass today, we have to pray
Besides what the pastor say, I have to say
Since Pac passed away
Most you rappers don't even deserve a track from me
You see, if you ever wanted to ever be anything
There'd always be somebody that shoot down any dream
There'll always be haters, that's the way it is
Hater niggas marry hater bitches and have hater kids
But they gon' have to take my life 'fore they take my drive
'Cause when I was barely livin', that's what kept me alive
Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time
Make it out of this grind, 'fore I'm out of my mind
And get some leeway on the he say, she say
Your girl don't like me, how long has she been gay?
We can chill, split half a pill and a Happy Meal
Fuck a steak, slut
I'll cut my toes off and step on the receipt 'fore I foot the bill
Listen, garden tool, don't make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable?
Summers Eve, Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit
'Cause it's your goddamn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well, shawty, I'm that man
These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at, man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
"Settle ya fuckin' ass down I'm ready for combat, man"
Get it?
Ready for a cheap escape
On the brink of self-destruction
Widespread panic
Broken glass inside my head
Bleeding down these thoughts of anguish
Mass confusion
Well, the world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with I don't care
There's a plague inside of me
Eating at my disposition
Nothing's left
Torn out of reality
To a state of no opinion
Limp with hate
Well, the world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with I don't care
I wanna jump out
I wanna jump out
I wanna jump out
I wanna jump out
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
Crack the bullet proof vest on a emcee's chest
Yes, yes to make you sweat like a full court press
On a quest to show my flow's control
The movement of the mass of bodies at a hip hop show
From high to low
Feel the audio rain as the blood in your veins
Pump to this rhythm while the beat maintains
Sub-terrestrial status
King of the lyrical amplifying apparatus
I meant what I say now
Connect one, dilate and play it down
I meant what I say now
Connect one, dilate and play it down
Step back, I feel my personal space is violated
The heat in my mind makes my pupils dilated
Don't test this or you'll see wreck from the bestest
Check this tape deck weapon pumps thumps through your chesteses
Break your neck, feel it happen
As a rapper, you can feel your every bone snapping
You deserve it, feel the force of my fire
Cut me loose De La like telephone wire
Trya
Style against me, the Kenji
Try your best, no less
Just then you will see
My top not spot the little block gold metal
Kenji heaven sent represent the next level
I meant what I say now
Connect one, dilate and play it down
I meant what I say now
Connect one, dilate and play it down
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
(Fucker, I think it's 'bout time that you suffer)
Spine grab
Spins down now you preach lies
Little kids cry, little bitch counterclockwise
Just be ready to test your set
Emergency broadcast
No, I'm not dead yet
Spine grab
Spins down now you preach lies
Little kids cry, little bitch counterclockwise
Just be ready to test your set
Emergency broadcast
No, I'm not dead yet
I meant what I say now
Connect one, dilate and play it down
I meant what I say now
Connect one, dilate and play it down
I meant what I say now
Connect one, dilate and play it down
I meant what I say now
Connect one, dilate and play it down
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Forgotten hope and the class of 13
Tell me a story into that good night
Sing us a song for me
Hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Red alert is the color of panic
Elevated to the point of static
Beating into the hearts of the fanatics
And the neighborhood's a loaded gun
Idle thoughts lead to full-throttle screaming
And the welfare's asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
True sounds of maniacal laughter
And the deaf-mute's misleading the choir
The punch line is a natural disaster
And it's sung by the unemployed
Fight fire with a riot
The class war is hanging on a wire
Because the martyr is a compulsive liar, when he said
"It's just a bunch of niggers throwing gas into the hysteria"
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
There's a disturbance on the oceanside
They tapped into the reserve
The static response is so unclear now
Mayday, this is not a test!
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Of forgotten hope and the class of 13
Tell me a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Red alert is the color of panic
Elevated to the point of static
Beating into the hearts of the fanatics
And the neighborhood's a loaded gun
Idle thought leads to full-throttle screaming
And the welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
True sounds of maniacal laughter
And the deaf-mute is misleading the choir
The punchline is a natural disaster
And it's sung by the unemployed
Fight fire with a riot
The class war is hanging on a wire
Because the martyr is a compulsive liar
When he said
"It's just a bunch of niggers throwing gas into the hysteria"
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria
There's a disturbance on the oceanside
They tapped into the reserve
The static response is so unclear now
Mayday, this is not a test!
Little gay lookin' boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy
You witnessin' a mass-occur
Like you're watchin' a church gathering take place lookin' boy
"Oy vey, that boy's gay", that's all they say, lookin' boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy?
Slaves
Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
To his every word, live in fear
Faith
Of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait
Something must be done, four hundred years
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Now
Let my people go, land of Goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Die by my hand (die)
I creep across the land (die)
Killing first born man (die)
Die by my hand (die)
I creep across the land (die)
Killing first born man (die)
I
Rule the midnight air the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I
Creep the steps and floor final darkness
Blood
Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Let me sit this ass
On you
Show you how I feel
Let me take this off
Will you watch me
Yes, mass appeal
Don't take your eyes
Don't take your eyes off it
Watch it, babe
If you like
You can touch me baby
Do you
Do you wanna touch me baby, ooh
Grab a hold, don't let go
Let me know
That you
Ready (ready)
I just wanna show you now
Slow it down
Go around
You rock hard
I rock steady
And rock right up to the side of my mountain
Climb until you reach my peak baby, peak babe, peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep baby, your deep baby, deep
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing and flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send all your sins all over me, babe, me baby, me
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Bathe in these waterfalls
I do it like it's my profession
I gotta make a confession
I'm proud of all this bass
When you put it in your face
By the way, if you need a personal trainer or a therapist
I can be a piece of sunshine, inner peace, entertainer
Anything else that you may read between the lines
You and I create rockets and waterfalls
So rock right up to the side of my mountain
Climb until you reach my peak baby, peak babe, peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep baby, your deep baby, deep
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flowing flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send all your sins all over me babe, me
Hard, rock, stead, rock, hard, rock, steady
Rock, hard rock, steady, rock, hard, rock, steady
Don't you know that I give you the loving if you need it
I give you my word, you can believe it
Your love feels like, all four seasons
Growing inside me, life has a reason
Swimming and my love and your love lifting
Higher, harder
Got me screaming to the lord, boy, kiss me
Pray we don't overflow
Baby I know you can feel it pulse
Keeping the peak of my waterfall
Rock it, baby, rock it, baby, rock it 'til the water falls
Damn
I can't help but love the way we make love
Daddy, daddy
Ooh child, ooh now
Yes, Lord, damn baby
You driving me cray, cray, yeah
You ain't right for doing it to me like that daddy
Even though
I've been a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad girl
Tell me what you're gonna do about that
Punish me please
Punish me please
Daddy what you're going to do with all of this
Ass
All up in your face, yeah
Hell yeah
Love me so deep
Ooh my shit's so good it ain't even right
I know I'm right
Hell yeah you the shit
That's why you're my equivalent
So sexy
We're so much more than pointless fixtures
Instagram pictures, consumers
What about that ching-ching-ching
What about that, what about that ching-ching
Baby boomers (baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)
Cyclical trends, tryna fit in
Home is where the heart is
God damn it, I'm comfortable in my skin
And you're comfortable in my skin
You look so comfortable in my skin (skin, skin, skin)
Rockets and waterfalls
Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past all mortal as we
Here we can be
Here we can be
Suns high streams through
Awaken gentle mass touch
Awaken gentle mass touch
Strong dreams reign here
Awaken gentle mass touch
Awaken gentle mass touching
Awaken gentle mass touch
Star, song, age, less
Awaken gentle mass touch
Awaken gentle mass touching
Awaken gentle mass touching
Touching
Touching
Touching
Workings of man set to ply out historical life
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree
All awakening, all restoring you
Workings of man crying out from the fire set aflame
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
Is promised for his seeing his reaching so clearly
Workings of man driven far from the path
Rereleased in inhibitions so that all is left for you
All is left for you, all is left for you
All this left for you now
Master of images
Songs cast a light on you
Hark through dark ties
That tunnel us out
Of sane existence
In challenge as direct
As eyes see young stars assemble
Master of light
All pure chance
As exists cross divided
In all encircling mode
Oh closely guided plan
Awaken in our hearts
Master of soul
Set to touch all impenetrable youth
Ask away
That thought be contact
With all that's clear
Be honest with yourself
There's no doubt, no doubt
Master of time
Setting sail over all of our lands
And as we look forever closer
Shall we now bid
Farewell, farewell
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be?
Wish the sun to stand still
Reaching out to touch our own being
Past all mortal as we
Here we can be
Here we can be
Suns high streams through
Awaken gentle mass touch
Awaken gentle mass touch
Strong dreams reign here
Awaken gentle mass touch
Awaken gentle mass touching
Awaken gentle mass touch
Star, song, age, less
Awaken gentle mass touch
Awaken gentle mass touching
Awaken gentle mass touching
Touching
Touching
Touching
Workings of man set to ply out historical life
Reregaining the flower of the fruit of his tree
All awakening, all restoring you
Workings of man crying out from the fire set aflame
By his blindness to see that the warmth of his being
Is promised for his seeing his reaching so clearly
Workings of man driven far from the path
Rereleased in inhibitions so that all is left for you
All is left for you, all is left for you
All this left for you now
Master of images
Songs cast a light on you
Hark through dark ties
That tunnel us out
Of sane existence
In challenge as direct
As eyes see young stars assemble
Master of light
All pure chance
As exists cross divided
In all encircling mode
Oh closely guided plan
Awaken in our hearts
Master of soul
Set to touch all impenetrable youth
Ask away
That thought be contact
With all that's clear
Be honest with yourself
There's no doubt, no doubt
Master of time
Setting sail over all of our lands
And as we look forever closer
Shall we now bid
Farewell, farewell
High vibration go on
To the sun, oh let my heart dreaming
Past a mortal as me
Where can I be?
