Psychosomatic Disorder - Mouth Of The Serpent

Witness rebirth

Unfold implanted thoughts

Cast Down to The unknow

Disrupting what we thought to be hidden

Their eyes betrayed The inconsistencies

Composing every tainted life

Comdemned to worship

By fear Of alienation, we sacrificed The sun

These inconsistencies have All be Long forgotten

It has come undone

Irrationally, insecurities seed then devour

Oh truly wicked World,

You’ve planted seeds Of undying Sanity

To be unleashed upon your Child

Eyeslight betrayed

These tarnished minds, they heed The call

The complexities left empty and beguiled

Humanity, so quickly you have come unwound

Emancipation followed by

The manipulation Of The earth

We’re All Just victims Of design

We are Just useless life forms

Curiosities Will keep us procreating

And unveil The destruction Of The earth

Birthed and then implanted,

We are The poison and The antidote;

Humility interlaced with depravity

The ocean and The Sky are bue impasses

For The inpending intervention

Clarity: The heavens are dripping into The ground

Heaven os slowly dripping into The ground

Promises Of everlasting worship,

A psychosomatic disorder

Compromise reality The byproduct is Sanity

Promises Of everlasting worship,

A psychosomatic disorder

Banished existing in The fray

Matter It Will not entwine

It Shall subside

Reality is Just wallowing misery,

We’ve been Comdemned to this life Of simplicity

A byproduct Of molecular decline,

Flesh torn astray and Cast into time

We must, before dividing, Break The everlasting Hold

We must decline

Birth forth omnipotence

Watching our Flesh intertwine

Break From The strangling Hold Of The shackles Of design

We must define our own omnipotence

Cast forth, into time.