Thursday, November 11, 2010

You have to learn to die, If you want to be alive, Okay?

This is for the children of Eden and Eden’s all around,
The wanton children beating, their song into the ground, 
We’re all there, heaving under a thousand contemplations,
We’re all there, saturated by someone else’s libations,   
Tap into childhood emotionality.
Take away all rational fallacy.

I’ve been born once then born again a thousand times.
Take away all rational fallacy. Bring me back my emotionality.
Something make me numb.
Something get me high.
Something make me numb.
Something make me cry.
I’ve died not once, but I’ve died a thousand times.

Each rebirth at the end of sanity,   
Hieroglyphics of humanity  
Nothing to be taught, everything to learn.  
Baptized into paradises perpetually burned.
This is for the children of Eden and Eden’s all around.   
A magnus opus is born post mortem,
so keep your feet on solid ground. 

I’ve been born once then born again a thousand times.
Take away all rational fallacy. Bring me back my emotionality.
Something make me numb.
Something get me high.
Something make me numb.
Something make me cry.
I’ve died not once, but I’ve died a thousand times.

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