Froggin Bullfish

Shut out from this ancient truth
We are blind inside
Migrant souls from a distant world?
There's an absence of knowledge.

Reaching out for the pulse of our own
Now the time has come to awaken the prophecy
Buried underneath the veil of illusion
Given a life of freedom, only to neglect what we should feel
Tortured by negative consciousness.

Feeling our disorder hit the froggin' wall
Escape some way...
Awake!
Hallucinating desire.

Chase the obscene.=
Travel these wonders far beyond.=
Burn down the walls that bind you to this cage, or be detained.

For once, a glimpse at freedom would feel divine
A break from this feeble old mind
My fucking mind!

Negative scenes are just the projection of our own dark fear
Playing the victim is not what will bring us back to salvation
Back to reality.

What is it they all seek?
Be it the wealth of the throne?
Live your life as a drone!
Reaching out for the pulse of our own.

So high... above what they all seen to know
Subliminal signs; a message that's unrefined
Soaring above what they all seem to know
Someday replay the purgatory life you lead.

Taste the obscene
Travel these wonders far beyond
Burn down the walls that bind you to this cage, or be detained.