Lyrics To DMT Paragon 1 by Jeff Bobbin

Grey skinned cyborgs,
Fulfill their hatred
Exterminating existence
within our matrix.
Our subtle bodies have been transient
Among the dreams that we have been trained to recant.
The answers lye within your mind,
If you walk through your dreams with open eyes.
What a hipster, sleeping with open eyes.
How much credibility can one hold to his life?
Find a way out from inside.
It takes time to learn that it all, has been a lie.
How much credibility can one hold to his life?
It seems like I am dreaming
Mechanical anomalies.
If this realm had meaning
I must have been asleep.
Soon before our conscience retrogrades
Dawns the war where compassion fades away.
Those from heaven to earth had come
To enslave the ones that they created through panspermia.
Our only purpose is to serve the one
That had descended from the family that resides in Sirius.
But there are dreamers, there are dreamers.
We will decide which ending is best for you.
No compromise in the steps we take.
Swallow the lies, this system fails with open views.
Your fate defined by the mess we have made.
Say goodbye to this world.
Initiate the space war.
Repeat the questions you've heard,
Its what you have the tongue for.
We'll try to warn them some how
Illuminated cyborg.
They're in need of help now,
But that's why you make math-core.
Fall apart, reconnect.
Understand your feebleness.
See that you are your own god,
But you mean nothing.
Dream my art. I'm sentient.
Hold my head before I am absent.
All that surrounds may seem odd,
But it's all the same thing.
Its disappointing.
Who am I today?
Who do you think you are?
Don't lose your mind this way.
The dark can help you see…
Who are we?
Blue skies beyond the haze
Of the trails that our loved ones sleep beneath.
(The premonition that saw the consequences of denial)
The "worst of times" were our good days,
When we let our fears filter what we perceived.
The signs that displayed the lies.
(The clandestine means to our survival)
When our trust transforms to waste
And our pride begs for our defeat,
We'll ask ourselves if the fight was worthwhile.

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