I'm ready so come and get it,
shining sun Satyr,
days are gonna get more golden than my horn,
buck naked star streaking,
peaking like a hundred buttons of peyote,
naughty naughty, you're caught in my web and it's a sticky mess your in
and unless I turn on what I left in you
so many, oh so many moons ago
the tune will go dissonant
so get to listening
Heaven above, Hell below,
both "home sweet home",
I'm the Natural Mystic,
you bitches
so batter up,
I'll never leave well enough alone,
I grand slam into the stands every time, I'm the man,
it's no wonder such boisterousness is my stance on the situation,
I bit the patient with healing powers,
now rise and deny their kneeling hour,
I'm surpassing all with such a massive gap, it's embarrassing
so stop comparing yourself with the King,
I'm nothing anyway except pen and ink plus an identity crisis,
Fire/Ice Christ/Dionysus
I'm ready so come and get it,
shining sun Satyr,
days are gonna get more golden than my horn,
buck naked star streaking,
peaking like a hundred buttons of peyote,
naughty naughty, you're caught in my web and it's a sticky mess your in
and unless I turn on what I left in you
so many, oh so many moons ago
the tune will go dissonant
so get to listening
As sure as silver tears stream down Her face,
I'm showing you a step up
to the next tier,
We're here to help you escape the race of the rats
while we put things back together
in a better and more excellent way, so place your bets on the table
motherfuckers, let's play,
my card is a star called "Lucky",
I shine in the sky with diamonds
in my eyes and Kali hopes
you enjoy Her kaleidoscope calliope named Me,
I'm as real as can be even though I was born from the Wood,
wept nectar blood on the bark of the pine tree,
the darkest of signs seen
I'm ready so come and get it,
shining sun Satyr,
days are gonna get more golden than my horn,
buck naked star streaking,
peaking like a hundred buttons of peyote,
naughty naughty, you're caught in my web and it's a sticky mess your in
and unless I turn on what I left in you
so many, oh so many moons ago
the tune will go dissonant
so get to listening
Autumn leaves scattered and as they lay,
as clearly as the
back of your hand,
you can read what they say:
"this land is your land"
as in you were made from it,
I plummeted from above every summit to your plane in a burst of flame
not to dumb it down but to make
you crown-worthy,
you surly know you could use a nudge,
no need to get surly at me,
I'm just the blessed messenger,
willer of the killer Love,
all of my friends call me "Gregree,
the illest Ra",
hey, look what I can do,
make deities out thee,
yeah I'm-a make Gods out of you
as clearly as the
back of your hand,
you can read what they say:
"this land is your land"
as in you were made from it,
I plummeted from above every summit to your plane in a burst of flame
not to dumb it down but to make
you crown-worthy,
you surly know you could use a nudge,
no need to get surly at me,
I'm just the blessed messenger,
willer of the killer Love,
all of my friends call me "Gregree,
the illest Ra",
hey, look what I can do,
make deities out thee,
yeah I'm-a make Gods out of you
I'm ready so come and get it,
shining sun Satyr,
days are gonna get more golden than my horn,
buck naked star streaking,
peaking like a hundred buttons of peyote,
naughty naughty, you're caught in my web and it's a sticky mess your in
and unless I turn on what I left in you
so many, oh so many moons ago
the tune will go dissonant
so get to listening
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