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[stranded] (sea/swordz) - 根 كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
who goes there??
all indigo and bone her soul’s rare
she could be on a fire planet and there’d be a cold air
the expressed tone of the resplendent dynamism that om wears
a majestic glow somehow hidden from most stares
it’s despicable how such a vision is ingested almost nowhere
but don’t be so impatient there’s no weight that the pendulum won’t bear
the glint of an unknown glare will find its place despite the time it takes it will ply and sway to the other side of sp_ce
where most certainly the most discerning of eyes awaits
and the wolfish thirst of such ojos exerts a sublime embrace
peace to the existence of magnificence so masterful
i give being permitted to witness such creatures my utmost gratitude
i walk into a vertically established pelagic pool any time i imagine a world that flourishes fast aloof
the casual realization of holographic roots
concretized by the time they mature and amass their fruit
two serpents in a circuitous chiropractic loop
a metaphor symbolizing a frequency’s rise to a pyroclastic roof
love is a language spoken with monosyllabic use
that somehow achieves the ultimate polysyntactic truth
depth that would surpass cascading black holes inflating
a flame that burns more sure than that off all the souls in hades
the perpetual path of gas that clouds amass inhaling
that showers back from what’s corroding
on the ground when acid raining
my origin is in the stars brit marling eye philosopher
women of the occult, my sky is made of gossamer
although insubstantiality is not what eye observer
i sit still on a spiraling earth not quite inert
further into a sea of which i cannot usurp
no matter how much i drink i could never satisfy my thirst
what pretty creatures coil in the soil of pain
the infinity that stirs in an arboreal grave
an enduring harlequin voice ascends from its immortal remains
its endless iridescent whispers whip my forest ablaze
hongo sagrado, white shadows voices or birds
both ignite a vast glow that’s warm to discern
i spiral through a convoluted vortical worm
only to be at its point of origin once i emerge
the aura of an ouroboros sun doesn’t blur
it radiates more than it burns splays undeterred
my darkness grows parts unknown but my heart is the glow
for who else will light the way one shadow walks alone
sail the spiral naturally, don’t resist the descent
go inside yourself with optimistic intent
survey your dream realm wander conscious within
symbolic psychomagick argot_cryptic imprints
a solemn mystics lens squints what does it see
whatever lies within his hearty what does it seek
nothing in particular it hunts on instinct
his god is all that holds significance the blood that it drinks
all the things that matter most to him that course through his veins
his foremost gratitude is shown in hail sun snow and rain
annotated resonance mantric halo specialist
his love routinely expands in waves of relevance
a walk in the cold an autumn stroll as his heart unfolds
sometimes envelopes are required where his tsunamis go
elements of fire smoke can’t filter everything
remarkable aspects see themselves revealed through every strain
a band plays in a room located on a moon rotating a cocoon of a plant pacing its bloom
uzumaki gold evolution fibonacci code
my treasured truth bestowed by psilocybin interlocking souls
eventful horizon the point at which worlds begin colliding
however, it’s less of a collision more gentle bonding
ever since they were tied she’s been trying to winterize him
prepare him for a cold he’s always known would not exist inside him
for she provides a warmth
ignites a torch so bright that it should blind him
but that’s alright you see much more when you pinch your eyelids
such vivid silence is the premise for a mystic’s guidance
i walk into the jaws of dim tommorows with strict defiance
all the wishes i make are reserved for someone else
i don’t wish for anything that would only serve myself
i will never long to receive a gain that results in someone else
suffering some sort of loss
in the exchange when there are others that are involved
and that’s how you go about getting what you want
it wipes the magic off
i’d rather be deprived if that’s the cost
if you think that’s fine then you imagine wrong
and don’t realize how whack you are
perpetuation of behavior of a typical human
the sacrificial nature of the alchemy forsaken
as they surrender their blueprint
and slip into a progressively disorienting illusion
eye prefer to be immersed in an exemplary trueness
in the heart of which all of sacred geomtree’s root is
a metaphor for nature constantly blooming
molecules shaping things by innately spiraling to them
sorcerers procure what they wish to accrue
through the power of intent and confusion
i myself was charged by sigils
upon the eyes of a contemporary mutant
providing me with vision that presents a more considerable future
i’m appreciative of the gifts given by these wizardry users

- stranded seaswordz

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