Letras: Blood Root Mother. The Rabbit Hole. Transcension.

New souls come and go as we drift,
Warnings let me know, steer my ship.
Don?t disturb the flow, that which is,
lest we trip and fall out of it.
Watch your step, wouldn?t wanna slip,
Clear your head of things that don?t exist.
Say your prayers to whom it may concern,
"remain aware of things you cannot learn "
Building balconies in my wall, invitations,
come some not all.
Let?s make an impression, before we fall,
on this big blanket they?ll recall.
Clear your eye of the cobwebs, simplify,
take what you should expect.
Stay alive, create the wine and bread,
analyze it all after you?re dead