[Intro from the Supercoven Decompision Compilation version of the song]
(We know for instance that in our galaxy alone as many as 50 million stars could support a highly developed form of life. It's quite possible that our own planet at some remote moment in its past, had a visitor from one of these 50 million stars.)
Aiyo
I just took the k** solvent in half lotus
I meditate in a Japanese suicide forest
I am the Eggman and the Walrus
With fish scale of a tarpon
My goons around me like Bible heads we strap with the lock in
Beautiful as patterns on a suraka silkmoth wings
I'm past kicking grammar with you
Ran up in your lab and lit you
My cave all tabs and crystals, gla** and pistols
To some I'm an Aidan god, forehead ash like Hindus
On the trail rug I'm smoking hash with Vishnu
After I bury stress I rap, it's what I put the pa**ion into
I got detachment issues
Matter fact, the best time to listen to one of my tracks is right after the acid hits you
Magnum blowing your gla**es like blowing gla** buds are packed in
Make the mind violent like street d** in Athens
Acid baptist
We packing, keep the heat tucked in jackets
Lean up, lace green buds with Aspirin
I think like my head's an orphanage
I'm the cla** freak, all the other kids gawk and spit
In the dark you can see me force field lit
By the heavens I'm hell sent
Hold heads out words from the carca** cliff
Sacrifice a member of the audience
I appeared after the Pagans offered it
Deep into The Nautilus
I come out of my own face like werewolf metamorphosis