Translucent (Like the Veil of Infinity)
Translucent jellyfish minds float through unlocked doorways, transcending down staircases to the deep realms of our rebirth. The places of the unknown, they call home, where light emanates through their spineless, brainless meditative souls. Speaking to us in archaic languages of an enlightened consciousness that sends us on the voyage of the minds return. Evolution is now they say. The ocean of energy that poured into our universe is in our blood - it's in our dreams.We are one.

Ancient Ruins
Among the distant ruins of Gaia's temples
We rebuild destiny with flesh shadowed memories.
Rageless
We abandon the darkness
A new directed journey towards the surface of infinite light
The tyranny of the dark matrix soul struck down by our flight.
Embracing the energy of our mortality turned divine
We leave our funeral with virtue and visions of the new mind
Eternal humans who've aborted notions of desire
We paint the sky red with our dragon breath of fire.
Like the floods that once destroyed the land
We will free civilization of its weakness
Implanting strength in (womb)man.

Sacred Soil
Searching for answers
She digs in my grave
Unlatching the flesh tomb
Pouring potions into my wounds
Reinventing my mind
Recapturing the wrapture
Intervention with time
Applying her anasthetic release
She carefully disects my sensitive side
Slipping me under the soil of souls
Together we lay hidden
Entering places of forbidden innocence
Words pull me through her worlds
Her rythym takes me out her back door
Entering her private ocean
Where sunsets live and die
Sunsets that dissolve the sky
For the sky is where my eye lives
Where my flesh burns upon arrival
Forming my eye of flesh
Feeding off her love for survival
Her smile is a window
Offering a view of radiating molecular love
And trust me
She smiles a lot.

The Calling
Spirits speak in the middle of the night
Injecting corpses with doses of radiant light
These voices are the doctors of higher states
Destroyer of fear
They spawn virtuos races
Building infinite temples upon the planet's scarred faces.
Devas & Magi they appear
Becoming guardians of the past
They are transfixed in the trance of time
Their essence bleeds then heals for others into a paradigm.
Don't you see the symbols?
Now close your eyes and see the signs
Do you think our ancestors built all of this for us to disgrace?
A cycle of decay and renewal mechanically fixated in the human race
This empire
This matrix-hybrid machine
Is imposing syringes into our brain
Cutting off circulation through tyranny and incarceration.
The red on the flag represents our unknowingly shed blood
The blue will represent the color of our quickly healing wounds
The white is the final cleansing when we are fooled to avert revolution and go on living. I don't think so. The game is over.

The old man is dying. The old systematic ways are dying. Soon we will be thriving radiantly in our destiny.

Don't you see the Goddess arising to return the balance. Along with her is her King... ready to set his people free.