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the flames of our origin
To lie still and wait
The baseless reverence you adjure
Is condemned by truth
Your divine, cast down from the skies
Cold and wretched

Fernando Valley 
We got everything we want with a mouse click 
Because of the mighty porn flick
Innovation of the Internet
Was driven by a couple

Surface to Air

Threshold

Wounded Land

1993

don't hurt me with your scorn
I will not comply it's been the same since I was born

The wisdom of the mystics is the devil's own disguise
His fingers

Fever has boiled inside the lecherous growth
Exposing the teeth from which a chasm will be bored
Pulling apart the flesh, with forcible scorn
Only

Let me you hear that then
Yo (R14)
Look, yo, yo

Load up (yeah)
Pump out the 'matic, make copper shot jump out his jacket (bow, bow)
Flick

might go take a flight to Guatemala just to fuck somebody daughter (ooh, ooh)
Goddamn, that G6 touch down like Rams
Two flick for the 'Gram, take a pic

let ‘em in
I used to be scared of the dick
Now, I run games on that shit
Good shit
Get whipped by this clit
Now you fucking with my shit
And you tryna

Fuck 2 times 6

Light em take flicks

I aint worried bout shit they aint gon kill shit

Veer off in a stoley, biustdown roly 
Do the shit by my doly,

a flick you can tell by the codeine
A nigga gettin skinny let me catch up on my protein
I done banged nigga head in left em worser than a migraine
Been gone

I'm rollin' this doja
Regardless my dog
I'm on the way over
Cuz we can get high as shit
Take a couple Polaroid flicks
Lookin' fly as shit
Take your mind

the rules
Plus you blowin my high
Had to switch it legit
By the flick of the wrist
So it's slow for the slides
Bada bing, bada boom
Taking care of you guys

pores,droppin'
From the open skies, soul devine
Floatin' by like a star shoving
I self destruct from a single press of a wrong button
I am the man that discovered

the face of the movement
Put my face on a shirt just for Rob's amusement
Gonna pull up to practice and act like a dick
Don't matter nobody can stop my flick

and fireworks
Camera pose in matching shirts
For the scrapbook that you made, with that twinkle in your eye

I wanna watch our lives flick by on the big screen

ass switch
Just paid yo rent, with a flick of my wrist
I cook that work, my shit don't miss
Now I can stay if you want
You get smoked like a blunt
Off

Battle Scars

The Chemical Brothers

We Are the Night

2007

There's no path to follow
There's no path to follow

There's a line in the sand
Put there by a man
By a man whose children
Will built castles

The Land of Doesn't Have to Be [Previously Unreleased Track; Bonus Track]

Donovan

Mellow Yellow/Wear Your Love Like Heaven

2001

There is a land not far from the ears of sound
The eyes of sight can't see
It's over the trees
You'll be there by tomorrow's breeze

few people get

Just be yourself 
A bullshit statement
Can't help but get
Bent by the shape
Of the play pen
You were raised in
It's a prison but you
Calling it

for love, and now I do the same...

Ride on, ride on you scorn of the earth
Betrayed by the sacred, through parasite birth
Agony!
Is all you left behind

chalice
Five pointed star
Break the seventh seal
Worship the goat

Bring forth destruction
Satanic scorn

Bring forth the abyss
Satanic scorn

Raped by

in pain
The abyss father 
First of man made again
In a crucible of torment
Grief evermore vile and deformed waiting in scorn 
Lurking in gloom

And I've got demons that hide in places I know
But I choose not to face them
Because I've only been scorn
By the eyes, staring blindly back at me
But I don't

Illuminate this new born world 
By the funeral pyre of the old 
Reset the clock on mankind 
The hour hand the hammer, the minute the nail 

And I know what

grows insane with fury
Torn by confusion, shrouded with worry
Crossing the river your scorn becomes fear
For your judgment is near
Three realms lay before