Hold it, Let it mold you, Get over it, You're in it

Submersive version of reality surgery,
open eyes blinded by the infinite
Contradict the livid script you've known yourself to be living with.
limitless perimeters, knowledge bound by no thought process,
even remotely amateur, 
lavender gaseous mass collapse any thought that what's happening is rational.
We're only animals of passion who 
cast upon the quest of Universal action.
Connect the dots fashion, 
odd suspicion squawking echoes of the past and propulsion to outlast. 
Contact at last, there's no ignoring this knowledge so vast.
Raise your frequency frequently leaking power to the meek,
Rinse wash repeat.

Hold it, Let it mold you, Get over it, You're in it

Cycle invigorated, migratory consciousness come romp with us.
Realms of swamp dust and day dream dimensions,
On a businessman's trip with ancient morals and convictions.
No convincing or ministering, all platforms are obsolete,
Follow that dude with lobster feet and mantis hands,
all the answers take a stance and wait for the questions to be asked.
There is no time to lapse.  
So just relax and face the facts...that life ain't just what light refracts.

Hold it, Let it mold you, Get over it, You're in it.

Lyrics by Alex Argot

Fury8: http://soundcloud.com/fury8
and
Alex Argot of Argotec: http://soundcloud.com/argotec
are
The DeeMsTers Union.

Recorded by Defpotec: http://soundcloud.com/defpotec

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