Ketamania
Bluelight Crew
Be silent now
Oh little child
of the Universe
You might wake her
The ancient all-knowing one
In peace she slumbers
The wind sings to her dreams
And peace is the air upon her soul breaths
Sustenance to the holy
Why do we question?
This rage, ruckus, and destruction
Is it all for something? Or nothing?
The divine one yawns
Rolls over in the light
Opens her obsidian eyes
She glares at you
Perhaps even into the soul
But says not a word
for all has been said
The divine algorithm
Its perpetual ticking
The hammer strikes nine
Chimes and bells
They are so loud!
It is of no matter to her
She gets up, gracefully
And walks into hells unknown
The way of the world, she has shown
Oh little child
of the Universe
You might wake her
The ancient all-knowing one
In peace she slumbers
The wind sings to her dreams
And peace is the air upon her soul breaths
Sustenance to the holy
Why do we question?
This rage, ruckus, and destruction
Is it all for something? Or nothing?
The divine one yawns
Rolls over in the light
Opens her obsidian eyes
She glares at you
Perhaps even into the soul
But says not a word
for all has been said
The divine algorithm
Its perpetual ticking
The hammer strikes nine
Chimes and bells
They are so loud!
It is of no matter to her
She gets up, gracefully
And walks into hells unknown
The way of the world, she has shown
