Break of Light, from dreams they arise To paint the blood within their eyes Slowly trudging through mist Seeking A state of perpetual bliss As the sweet air of the dawning woods hangs gingerly in the scattered light In the pursuit of a sick ritual Spreading the illness of awareness Ha! In so many words acting out Oh the damnation we inspire Elimination of fear and doubt With a timeless tradition The smell of oil, tar, and smog Rise by the heat in the ground Oneness, stillness of the soul A key to mind and body whole please judge me! This game displeases me! Biding for serenity with what drives men mad Fools to their gospel, What ignorance to be had Come now my ignorant fools Follow the sound of my voice My unstoppable ire, Burning the blue skies For these are my aspirations Of a great demise