Death's Disciple - Esoteric

We're so tired if hearing it
Like you're just a esoteric parrot
And everything you say comes in to play

Do you manifest through all of your stress
Or are you even trying your best
We're all living in a sleep state
And you think that you're awake

But in facts you know are lies
Your worst nightmares were my lullabies
Growing up ,life is tough, so fucking what
Just keep on doing what you gotta do
And think of nothing but what's in front of you
Shit'll get crazy baby
But you don't gotta be another casualty to everything
Don't gotta just sit and complain no
Just go and chase your inner flame

'Cause you see as it all spirals
And shit goes viral
And no one knows a fucking thing about the ones the support most
The host that they play most

You don't see the ghosts between the angles
As it all dangles in the interchangeable
Cycle of infinite defining
Webs woven with words chosen
And astrology and numerology
Intertwine all inside
The pineal gland of your mind

Written by:
Paul Zimmer

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