The Pieces revolve
Sealed up for forclosure
Tripping on the harmonious down-low to dissolve
Envolve into another state of matter
Oh true indeed I and I gives it up to gods
Give Thanks?
It's just the gods playing

Meditation!
Meditation!

Musically meditate to estimate
Approximate the levels in my the dome
Remove myself from this maddness
To illustrate a brand new Plato
Make myself transcend to another dimesion
To seek wisdom
In the outcome I materialize
To the depths of outer space
I escape

The elements consorton
Next strategy on these plains
The molecules run hot in my veins
Nodding my head to the drums
Drowing my ears with the bass

Lifted I am from this room cluttered
Memobilia of past and present
I navigate my soul to new states of vision
True indeed I've manifested
Enchanted by the notes of musicality
I soon experience
Spiritual-mindedness discovering
Purity is essence

Turn into my psyche
Trying to see the diving being
As the band plays on through
The speakers of life
No need to beg tonight
I blessed

Moving I abort cause I'm expendable
Locking myself in a subconscious musical
I close myself to the Cypher of Lions
Roaming about praising the horizon
Nah I ain't tripping on no substance, baby

Just me and the gods of Musico in Zion playing

Keep me still in Brazilian acoustic dreams
Clear my thought with poetic screams
Eyes will shed tears for vocalic love drops
As sirens sing of broken hearts

Stroke my neck with a high wall
Wake me up with guitar riff
And sit me down with a violin
Music leaves me to inner oneness

Meditation!

Meditation!

Oh Yes!
The gods are playing chess
Didn't you know?
All gods play chess

Mental Instrumentation
Meditation with the gods

Mental Instrumentation
Meditation with the gods

Yes!

Meditation!