Lyrics 1543 - Enfield

1543

My instructions can be used to your advantage
Using old remedies to break open the fabric f space and time, to peer in and
reveal a refuge
Now it’s time to breakthrough
This is our chance
The stories in the stars
The tales in the sand
We are beings of
Misfortune
We have been lost
To lies told before us
For we have observed the untruths
From the moon.
It’s time fucking let up
Give your piece to the world
Accept reality
Is just an
Illusion
Fuck this place
I am your eyes
Transcending focus
Within your mind
For you are blinded
By the unyielding fog
Created by prophets
We call gods
I am your eyes
Transcending focus
Within your mind
For we are grounded
With no where to escape
No where to escape
We will conquer
All demons that breathe
Lies
Fuck this place
I am your eyes
Transcending focus
Within your mind
For you are blinded
By the unyielding fog
Created by prophets
We call gods
For we are grounded
With no where to escape
No where to escape
No Where To Escape