Verbal one too High flight rising in you Frontalizing too much too fast High energies come to pa** Herbal disaster Faster if consumed on a full moon night Light the spliff and ignite Let aid come up to fight Demons rise, concealed by day's Dazed now content with the right time To have their own ways To run the puzzled maze Face herbal one too Strike at you if they want to attack you And if they ain't tame they will come at you Are you my ally or the devil's weed? ...And I couldn't recognize the one before me A dark shade, a shadow of Daze I was up in smoke and headed to Mars... Yeah, I recall one day as sky child Dreaming about no while, no time No ways to differentiate from all the related fate Those days when wild was wild and tame was tame None other than that other wild child breaking in me The calm making of me, awakening me ...Staring deeply at the shades Insistent I came to recognise my hidden self The one that tells tales to the storyteller And he noticed so Smiling leaning forward concealing no more Revealing his guiding identity for me... It was ten of them, coming along Riding wild horses looking As venomous as all of us One hundred men That day was dark, fit blackest night Animus, dark in the heart in us One hundred and ten beating as hard as the animals Burning to fight. Bloodlust The beasts turned on each other in heat The numbers came weak Leaving nothing but meat and the scent of defeat Of the reaper. Then I met god the hero In fear of one hundred percent karma and no percent Accident One hundred percent reefer showed me my roots. Yeah ...The message had been delivered And the shadow returned to the underlying depths This time round the tale had spoken Of intent and the interconnected Of sacrifice and bliss and of the invisible...