Would a hero With a thousand faces Need to get wasted? Would he chase the dragon Or ask it a question?
Third Time Lucky? The water in Mallorca Doesn't taste like what it oughta, Aurora It has been said that the low level of love between men and women is the root of all wars and plagues. Let us pray that is not the case.
Full-Bodied Wine Fire in the water retention A high ideal's transmutation Courage's elevation Faith's generation Awakened imagination
Au-Roar-Ra Rust on the moon Out of tune Solar flares Fenris' glares Iron-aged bones creaking Carrion crows tweeting About a carcass called Seeking
Genessiss Out of whack So I turned my back On the Edenic spasm Amped up electric flow Generates magnetism Courage, joy and vitality Swoop down into the reality Fear no longer sears The imagination The seed reaches for the sun Of its unique expression
Kind of 90s shoegaze/grunge sounding it works very well for the song the spacy guitars are a nice touch
The Great Reset A drop of dynorphin In the morning Stopping the breath While at rest Cold shower Water's magnetic power Blood and lymph capillaries Flower Quiet sitting Nothing getting A one day fast A belly laugh SR and transmutation The hidden foundations A high ideal's innervation Non-identification With the wish-unfulfilled Living in the heart's will Reverse desertification Awakened imagination
Deathbeds Only one minute left Feeling regret? Now it's too late To create No time for imagination To awake The seed still sleeps As the shadows creep When will it grow Into an oak tree? When will the breeze Blow through it's leaves? Not this time round Mechanically bound You've been found Out
