Take mastery over thoughts though benevolently sway hold dominion over words but have care for what you say take hold of all the dreams and chances you must take calmly sense all paths then bend but never break
if the bright sky was your idol I'd try to tear it down if you laughed only in whispers I'd just ignore the sound if your body was a temple I'd surely desecrate it first if your mind became enlightened I'd remind you of thirst if you willingly discarded all that we once had well I guess it's plain to see that I'd be pretty mad
I ate mushrooms in a field in an attempt to reveal gods, I learned much about the thing I am and all the things I'm not, I drank acid by the fistful to open up the sky, but for every answer found there was born another why, I eat peyote in the mountains I know not what I'll find, but what a joy to journey in depths of ones own mind
Oppress depress and rearrange now disavowed and over strange reflect object my own ribcage conceal reveal and act my age deny imply and storm the gate repulse convulse I love your hate
I am death, breaker of men, rider of winds, shade in the glen, I am deep, I rise like tides, when owls call, another dies, for I am time, I crumble walls, I span the aether, and take whats mine