Froggin' bullfish

Shut out from this ancient truth
 We are blind inside
 Migrant souls from a distance world
 There's an absence of knowledge
 Reaching out for the pulse of our own
 Now the time has come to awaken the prophecy
 Buried underneath the veil of illusion
 Given a life of freedom, only to neglect what we should feel.
 Tortured by negative conciousness
 Feeling our disorder hit the froggin' wall
 Escape some way... Awake!
 Hallucinating desire
 Chase the obscence
 Travel these wonders far beyond
 Burn down the walls that bind you to this cage
 Or be detained
 For once, a glimpse at freedom would feel divine
 A break from this feeble mind
 My fucking mind!
 Negative scences are just the projection of our own dark fear
 Playing the victim is not what will bring us back to salvation
 Back to reality
 What is it they all seek?
 Be it the wealth or the throne?
 Live your life as a drone!
 Reaching out for the pulse of our own
 So high... above what they all seem to know (what they know)
 Subliminal signs
 A message that's unrefined
 Soaring above what they all seem to know
 Someday replay the purgatory life you lead
 Taste the obscene
 Travel these wonders far beyond
 Burn down the walls that bind you to this cage
 Or be detained
 Travel these wonders far beyond
 Travel these travel these
 Chase the obscene (travel these wonders far beyond)
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