Senser – Hex
Lyrics of vision, mind’s audible, visible chapter shown stepping focused aggression Mind state some abhor and others call heaven, sound shogun sword bearing crystal messenger
10,000 methods and each flow just keeps getting you vexed and disillusioned rightfully
Only a fool would try to separate this mic from me
My lost trust in governments is corrosive, depleted like uranium coated shells mutate your cranium
Speaking truths is a transgressive ritual, a tall order for a man in habitual contact with washed brains and skewed news
Psy Agent Orange, new codename whisky pete hypocrite chemical compounds unleashed every day manifesting new Vietnams, cry wolf on new Saddams
A hex on those who halt the soul’s progress, power to those who search to see
I call on the highest universal forces, storms and the seas and the galaxies Whirling in space, transient forms in the time stream wake, become self conscious and then dissipate
Two solitudes attract and collide opening eyes; again we fall into the void
Division of cells but not destroyed, electrical force a moment made whole, chemical reaction
Combined in charge and fusion surging rhythm or mind rules alchemy on time moves searching for a breakthrough
Now in awe the knell and toll, child god sips star milk from skulls
What event could now hinder our union, the total is the sum? Absolutely none
And we still warm generates the scene, sun still sparkles captivates our dreams Zero to infinite undefining scheme, will stem the flow pulse with mystery
Drawn through bloodlines, cells fuse timelines through our eyes into our minds
A hex on those who halt the soul’s progress, power to those who search to see I call on the highest universal forces, storms and the seas and the galaxies
And if all the secrets were revealed, would we feel a clarity, would we relearn everything, memories forgotten
Second to second delivering clearly, epoch to epoch our memories flow by cinematic journey
An epic tale, the gates of hell will fall open before me
Passion and fury, forever surely, doesn’t feel like an end waiting for me
Benedictions passed on empty casks, wooden boxes, silk flags, death masks Wodin/Wotan/the wooden man, the terrible creatures of the five sands
The un-seeable face of the god-head shines on from the world of the un-dead
It’s all one chain, elements will rain, it all feels different but over time it’s all the same
Beyond form, each of us gods unravelling the glittering seam
A hex on those who halt the soul’s progress, power to those who search to see I call on the highest universal forces, storms and the seas and the galaxies From The Seven Seas, The Four Corners! And The Galaxies, the four Winds
