The Trip/The Beaten Path and Words of Spirits
cast me away further
i am held in my personal exile
I've lost a war with myself
Throw me away deeper
kill the innocence that i've never known
I don't care,I don't care because it's always dark
the clouds have in past time given advice to me...telling me of the days of truth
the days when man was human
the rainbow colored mountains greet me in bleak manner exchanging the smiles i once had
with their frowns
tell me what you think
tell me what you speak of
have I told you of the Time when those white robed and of spirit wisdom, spoke through
their shadowed mouths and passed towards me word of wise?
the beings said to me...let a drop of your blood flow into the ancient stream
through this transaction light will be placed into your mind, a fire within your eyes, and
in passing moments for eternity...everything will be seen exactly as it is
no more plight
pure nirvana
exceptional euphoria
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