Damaged path battered past ravaged,
Contaminated with additives,
The civilized seem to be the real savages.
Masters of control patterns like ratzingers Vatican
They’re after you, you mind, your money and
The same from your kin.
No mistaking we’ll go to bat again,
Create a new battle hymn,
Pour light into the dim
Surviving recognizing circadian rhythms.
In the face of this emaciated wasteland we stand together Raised Fist
Propagating command over fate really exists!
Wake up children get to building, loosen the grip,
Choose to search within,
Find out what’s really real,
Like the source of the void we feel,
All of the worlds gadgets and toys can’t fill.
We’re through being coy, no overkill.
Time to incite a spill of consciousness
Obliterated by the obvious
Irrefutable evidence are we really oblivious to them robbing us?
In every sense of the mention.
Understand we are cosmic dust rearranged
And meant for astral ascension.


Let it be,
live and let love be the center piece.
Enemies in amenities.
Indemnity pending.

Food as a commodity now that’s the real oddity
Specific to our species controlling plot indeed.
What ever happened to only taking what we need?
In an economy based on natural resources the third world would have us at our knees.
Tesla’s “Free Energy”, Wilhelm Reich was on to something outta sight
But cleverly hidden within our genetic design.
Eleven parallel lines of existence coexist within the midst of every crucial decision…
Do the dimension mesh…
Ayahuasca sessions, unhinge your perception, tribal insurrection, shaman link to the
lost connection.
Dodging soul collecting poachers roping most in with debt,
We’re only here to save some of the hopeless yet.
Get that no one’s ever really alone,
Third eye astral project/traveling,
Let it go, unraveling.
No of it all mattering when you smash your soul from matter.
Ya gotta let what you know collapse.

Let it be,
live and let love be the center piece.
Enemies in amenities.
Indemnity pending.