Ivens - The Ninth Letter lyrics

[Verse 1] Make way for the over flowing chalice chipped around the middle Painfully stubborn charged up with a liquid spirit Taken from the centre shelf oblivious to the d**hly smell leaking at a steady pace With every little out burst, crown made of cane evaporate Knee deep in a puddle of diluted cadence Skimming through the basics straight to the chapters of greatness We're they ought not be meddelling in a head strong fellow is he Who will not for the life of all come down from the perch to grounds of reasoning What is real can hit with a mighty strength Knocked down with a loss of breath To be re-born one must encounter a little d**h That is unless we are talking about this little mess now tainted Exploiting ancient texts that some of us hold sacred This rampant abomination tucked away freely breeding Ironically tied in with a torture device around the neck Commence raping of the elements with flaky ideas of cashing in By catering for the insecure cattle herds of them The "just add water" generation Confusing state of emulating An era that's been gone and for the better say those that lived it Easy access for the trend setters Colour blind, black is pink All feeding from the same segils that were powerless to begin with What was once avoided for fear of denial from the kingdom Is stirring sh** with the believers as to how these kids were drawn in Silk screen choker chain poorly welded pendant swiped from the lowest branch of A lonely planet placed in a trinket box Along side those oh so important coolness points tallied up for the week end Shared amongst the rest of the walking dead Fellowship of empty vessels, penny lost, not to be found again Round a circular path in search for the holy mountains entrance That just raises another question How long have you been festively questing for the answers lost In a melting pot of tension Third hand teachings are transparent, let us hear it from the force itself But the absence of a so called almighty some one smells And to delve into such issue can be hazardous for the basic Fad attached to the end of a safety rope appealing to the nameless Spit polish the dusty crest Do what thou wilt to resurrect The still lifeless image of a broken soul by all means interject If I come across to go forward I mean I, f** there I said it So it's back to the beginning via the ceremony of opening flesh Back to the beginning via the ceremony of opening flesh...