Coffee coffee a delacasy with a
tasty dehydrating quality
Farmers worked the feilds
where there once was a beautiful yield
Why the hell is my tongue all pasty
whatever cause that was Fuckn tasty

Chuck the paper cup, disrupt they all add up
bite your plastic shrunken lid lip
take it, grind it, its best brewed with a slow drip
this thing we speak of, it desires
the minds insatiable crazy love fires

Black or cream and with a little sugar
to some its a dream
ya sure theres water or h2o in there
but the caffine doesnt discriminate or even care
Substance abuse
people and nature swinging from a noose

Modern cultural asimilation
is the mass genocide of a tribal nation
westernly patronised translation
of an intricate thousand year old civilisation
turn the station on natural creation
fire up the ovens for creamation

These cultures have survived
while we ignore our insticts and blindly thive
hunting and gathering searching for the illusive
nutrient rich honey comb hive

Our lives run amuck in big empty huts
dust gathers on fire place mantels
while tribes try to cope and handle
their lives charged on cards to buy cattle

Governments think they own them
like property shattled, savages is
what theyre labeled

Chill in the air, sun going down
orange shakra all around
down the street without a care
the Squirrel he did dare
to chose the road creature beware
the cars theyre really going nowhere
you didnt make it, your life was was taken
life goes on and theyll recreate it
Darwinism at its finest, its survival
of the fittest and of the kindest
Quiet observations a focused solutions

When the rain comes rushn in
the deceivers will drown in
a pool of their own festuring sin

Crushed and hushed of true emotion
watching the brainwash box of vision
dictating life void of confusion

Conditioned eyes judge then pry with ego pride
emotionally faceless lost in the timelessness
of deep dark spaceness

Chase this
Pace this
Hit this
Miss this
Kiss this
Think of this
Love this and
Embrace this

The path X comes once every 36
when the Nephilim return for their brew
youd better know what to do when chaos insues

Taboo everything is Taboo
Who knew Taboo could do to you
what it continues to do
to suit the wants of the big headed brutes

Big corperations running the lives
of the little men with big eyes
no solitude in the things construde
they break down compassion
in a monetary fashion

Companies meeting in secrecy
to change lives into incompentency
what can we do when talk is Taboo

Once apon a sky native elders could hear the earths unmistakable sye
they knew with out a dought that one day this would all end
Mother Earth would be whole again
death winds covering the planet, comming from jets
silly humans, they just dont get it
mother earths cry from intoxicated skies

sitting up high with checks in hand
spraying chemical death all over the land
aluminum and berilium salts just to name two
in a slew of corperate government funded brew

population control on a new level
knocking down our immune systems
adding H1N1 to the trouble
Lines in the sky they expand unnoticed to untrained eye
floating along in the ionsphere
electrically charged particals send us fear.

sleepn to dreams splitn the seams on what seems to be unseen
floatn from scene to scene.
exposing the dimentions as an interstellar time traveller
high above on DMT the brains craving pleasure from the endorphine
eyes closed walking through rows of roses of syncronicity.
I see old growth trees from sea to seeing all with inner eys of sympathy.
our vehicular carcass is a calorie burning
cardiovascular cacarborated dream machine