Yugen Blakrok - Secrets of the Path lyrics

Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni Feels like I'm chasing tracers Focus faded... In my hand I possess the knowledge of a sweet new way 
into the Secret Element, fires fade Upon the altar where godheads are displayed Eternal rapture of the soul incarnates with no stains I am The Cloudy Daughter – center of the storm, rising outta swirling water My stature will surpa** the stars Venus of the mist whose light can be seen from afar Burns eternal like the battle of Seth and Ra But these blue wings will carry I into the Essence of All We were heroes, long ago, before the legends of the fall Building temples in the sky, rising high above nine To fight alike, spears sharper than stalagmites Gaining access to cosmic divine methods Cause none dare to question the might of Akasha's records Spirit guides join forces as we come undone, become one The mystic Number of the Sun Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni Feel like I'm chasing tracers Focus faded, tryina outrun the ticking of these heart paces Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni Feel like I'm chasing tracers Focus faded, focus faded What kinda ism is this? We're like light thru a prism before the schism is k**ed In the prison of sleep...I keep rhyming through bars, lucid dreaming Heard that love's brighter from the outside, believe it This morning when life woke up, I dove back down into slumber Cuz in-between realities, there's glitches when I stutter Sleep-talking formula with in-breath Exhale solutions, scientist in me is inbred My language traps the tongue - caught in diction mazes lost for days - in hazy blazes While fiery words transcend these mortal planes My verbal play's like smoke signals, home of the braves And wild style thoughts can spray when the clouds spell riverclay Psycho-an*lyst type in-between-the-lines reader Deciphering codes beneath the eyelids as a dreamer Diving deeper into abstract, non-conformity My realest self's created thru celestial artistry Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni Feel like I'm chasing tracers Focus faded, tryina outrun the ticking of these heart paces Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni Feel like I'm chasing tracers Focus faded, focus faded