The pieces revolve
Sealed up for foreclosure
Tripping on the harmonious down-low solo to dissolve
Evolve into another state of matter
Oh true indeed l and l gives it up to the gods，
Give thanks
It's just the gods playing
Musically meditate
To estimate
Approximate the levels in my dome
Remove myself from this madness to illustrate a new plateau
Make myself transcend to another dimension to seek wisdom
In the outcome
I materialize to the depths of outer space
I escape
The elements consort on the next strategy on these planes
The molecules run hot in my veins
Nodding my head to the drum drowning my ears with bass
Lifted l am from this room cluttered
Memorabilia of past and present
I navigate my soul to new states of visions
True indeed I've manifested
Enchanted by the notes of musicality
I soon experience
Spiritual-mindedness discovering
Purity is essence
Tuning into my psyche
Trying to see the diving being
As the band plays on through the speakers of life
No need to beg tonight
I blesssed
Moving I about cause I'm expendable
Locking myself in a subconscious musical
I close myself to the cypher of lions
Roaming about praising the harizion
Nah I ain't tripping on no substance baby
Just me and the gods of Musico in Zion playing
Keep me still in Brazilian acoustic dreams
Clear my thoughts with poetic screams
Eyes will shed tears for vocalic love drops
As sirens sing of broken hearts
Stroke my neck with a high wall
Wake me up with a guitar riff
And sit me down with a violin
Music leaves me to inner oneness
Oh yes the gods are playing chess
Didn't you know
All gods play chess
Mental instrumentation
Meditation with the gods
