Sitting above the holy mountain
Sitting above the holy mountain
Sitting above the holy mountain
I am the body of light
Each soul to god a grain of sand
On the beach in the night
Day spores grew to teach
Through my teeth when I write
By the tree lies forbidden knowledge
This world became a college
Of sponsors for death of scholars
Drink the blood out the chalice
To challenge whats after this dimension
Prepare for the acsension
Forget what you're regretting
Don't let fear begin to settle
Sip the earth right from the kettle
Got all my crystals & metals
Herbs for the temple
Get to the temple
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse & just get to the temple
See
I am the body of light
Each soul to god a grain of sand
On the beach in the night
Day spores grew to teach
Through my teeth when I write
By the tree lies forbidden knowledge
This world became a college
Of sponsors for death of scholars
Drink the blood out the chalice
To challenge whats after this dimension
Prepare for the acsension
Forget what you're regretting
Don't let fear begin to settle
Sip the earth right from the kettle
I Got all my crystals & metals
Herbs for the temple
Now Get to the temple
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse
Follow that pulse
Follow that pulse
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse & just get to the temple
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse & just get to the temple
Like
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse & just get to the temple
Like
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse & just get to the temple
Like
Membrane Dead brain
Living under siege
In a shell that can break with a squeeze
At ease young soldier of fortune
The shell became scorched then
I rose from the ash through
Water & fire out the fog
Through the thread of the oldest of mires
Between the mists of the dead & the living
Avoiding the void of society
Just to go missing
Lowkey I really know my mission
Most you f*cking humans
Just fishing in waters
That tainted in nothing
You hate the despair but you're fronting
Back to the woods begin hunting
I could turn nothing to something
And something is nothing to something
Something is nothing to something
Something is nothing to something
Something is nothing to something
Just
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse & just get to the temple
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse as it pulls out the mental
Follow that pulse & just get to the temple
Follow that