Lyrics:
eyes
It's one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the priests, of the temples of Syrinx
one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the priests
Of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers
Fill
one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the priests
Of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers
Fill
eyes
It's one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the priests, of the temples of Syrinx
eyes
It's one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why
We are the priests, of the temples of syrinx
of mind.
10001110101
Periodic table with a center piece of mind.
Man alive the jive and lyrics,
Radioactive, don't come near it.
Temple of Syrinx
Overture]||And the meek shall inherit the earth...||[II. Temples of Syrinx]||...'The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every Federation
work together, common sons|Never need to wonder how or why||We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx|Our great computers fill the hallowed halls|We
work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why.
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We
work together, common sons|Never need to wonder how or why||We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx|Our great computers fill the hallowed halls|We
work together, common sons|Never need to wonder how or why||We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx|Our great computers fill the hallowed halls|We
work together, common sons|Never need to wonder how or why||We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx|Our great computers fill the hallowed halls|We
work together, common sons|Never need to wonder how or why||We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx|Our great computers fill the hallowed halls|We
Syrinx.
He closes both his eyes, puts down his flute in silence, hearing her voice call unto him
Walking in solitude eternal and divine,
for to venture
Pour le jour des Hyacinthies, Il m'a donné une syrinx faite De roseaux bien taillés,
Unis avec la blanche cire
Qui est douce à mes lèvres comme le
of Syrinx
Bitch I drive a minivan, you ain’t fucking coming near it
First class everything, I ain’t ever riding steerage
These bitches defenseless, hit em
the priests of syrinx
I drive a minivan you ain’t ever coming near it
First class everything
I ain’t ever riding steerage
Leaving em defenseless
Hit em with
penned by barely formal spirits
Sitting pretty behind machines at the temple like it's Syrinx, huh?
But that don't bother me, nah
Loser psychology won't
to glory and glut
Pan, Pan, your bullroarers wheel
Syrinx wailing, open arms flung
In abandon to heaven, you rock and reel
Dancing deliverance,
Sukumari Priyatama
Hitha Langama Dawatena
Huru Pemaka Patalena
Ruwa Naari Manahari
Sukumali Numba Thama
The SyrinX Made It Dope Man!!!
and blood from the sacrificed goat rituals
Arcadia
Arcadia
Arcadia
Find yourself dancing 'round grottos and fields with shepherds of gold
An echo of syrinx
of the gods
Her name is Syrinx, the prayer of the woods
She is the goodness of my heart
In the night they dance and sing so peacefully
Fireflies' enlightened
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