Suspended In A Sunbeam
Beat by Haywyre

Lyrics

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Let me puke upon the canvas, the words of answers, tandem in the vision of the mighty Chronomancer
The Advancer, chronologically painting pictures in the seams of precieved realities that be
Cloudy artifacts that are completely out of whack, while in fact the puzzle has become flat and abstract, I just
Want the populace to witness this, all the broken pieces fit when I exist and when i spit they slide and shift

I begin to slant the colors out of angle, its unpredictable when ill become intagible
Im here to reconnect the neurons in your brain, create a viral strain, and to make the claim that the sane have gone insane
Im not a martyr, im just a victim with a dying vision, or a man with a heart full of carbon fission
In the midst of the great awakening, the one who brings water from the spring, and refused to bow to your king

Hyper cubes in interludes quickly loop violins and flutes in acute polluted fruits for the mute
Did you figure this disfigured integer would reoccur when the saboteur detered and blurred it word for word
Invission fission on the papers thread, sit and listen with your vision cuz mine is leaping out of my fucking head
To the masses that lacked to fucking function, they fought and auctioned concauctions in a deep exhaustion

Im on a pale blue dot swirling with the milkyway, ill never stay in the same position every day
Im drifting calmly through the universe, the stars traverse when I spit the sickest verse that youve ever heard
You begin to see planets start to form and yes I adorn when I want to see the heavens born
But we're just a mote of dust captured in a beam of light, crashing down on organisms from the hightened skies

We're all microscopic miniscule molicule so ill have to set rules and build them with a single given tool
I can close my eyes and tell you what I see, truthfully, I believe it to be the scenery inside of me
The waves of energy begin to mold blanketing old stone cities in a bold coat of gold
Mimicing the life of a king without the need of people worshipping me constantly like a twisted dream