Lyrics Psychic Secession - Yellow Swans

Psychic Secession

Astride a ship that’s borne on evil wind
To be carried across the river ocean
A stack of slaves to pour like
Walking death over the lands we’ve won
Make myself paraplegic, mutiny to kin
To everyone, don’t tread on the bed I lay in
Don’t tread on my secession
From false election to fear conspiracy
I had to change my mind
Psychic secession
We have to change our minds
Psychic secession
Psychic secession
Psychic secession
Psychic secession
Psychic secession