Crack open the head of an initiate
Sacrificed by the thousands
Rub my gums after touching frog glands
Heading into a rift,
Above my head the depths are spinning
Cycling thru revolving doors laid out in a figure eight
Ceremonial sweat provoked by the drum
Mystical bliss pumped into the blood system
Solar complex bowing to greatness
Complex of the soul reflex
Sending back vibrations after changing them
There’s a new light adjust the third eye
They provide shades for filtration
An advisory lay in stone
Sensors trigger the klaxon
A warning of suspect information
Three days in the mountains
Having conversation with a dragon
About understanding this light of love everlasting
The great let go, no room for the load
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