Текст песни The Silver Cord - King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard
The
apostle
of
conscious
dying
Whispers
to
me,
"Keep
on
trying
Stay
tethered
to
the
cosmic
sacrum
Safe
within
the
Bardo
playground
You'll
cry
tears
that
fall
up
to
the
sky
While
wrathful
gods
chant
your
name
You'll
never
scream,
you
have
no
breath
No
refuge
in
between
your
death"
Power
made
by
Ptah
Beautiful
child
of
love
The
gods
ascribe
praises
to
him
Maker
of
things
celestial
and
of
things
terrestrial
He
illuminate
Egypt
Traverser
of
the
celestial
heights
in
peace
From
the
womb
I
matеrialised
Terrified,
uncircumcised
My
mothers
love;
Hypericum
Awake
for
the
caesarean
Like
a
dog
on
a
freeway
I
commit
my
life
to
end
it
my
way
I
am
deaf,
I
am
a
mute
I
am
blind,
and
I
have
broken
through
I
am
a
vessel
I'm
just
a
poor
boy
travelling
with
my
body's
Body's
Body
imagery
Imagery
I
am
free
I
am
marooned
and
tied
to
my
body's
Body's
Body
imagery
Imagery
I
am
a
vessel
I'm
just
a
poor
boy
travelling
with
my
body's
Body's
Body
imagery
Imagery
I
am
free
I
am
marooned
and
tied
to
my
body's
Body's
Body
imagery
Imagery
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