Verse 1

Observe the fine dividing line, between the divine, and the unearthly decorated which we hated,
Made it a factor in all calculations, creating a space for the patience,
Puritanical thoughts, meant the lesser got caught short, you seek to distort and deprive but I’ve,
Seen through all the confusing illusions, lies laid and braced like paranoid delusions,
You’re losing your senses, misrepresenting the tenses, building walls and fences,
Which we need to scale, in order to prevail then set sail over seas unseen,
Seven sides sow the seeds of the dice of your destiny,
How can you question the pattern of thoughtful flows that oppose those that lack foundation and basis?
All the positions and places that you name, I claim, are only geographical, not mathematical,
Measured by the trigonometry and then the geometry of the universe, which came first?
The unquenchable thirst, for the words of the worst, immersed this verse, dispersed...

Chorus

Verse 2

Ask me once or twice, what was the sacrifice? Only the salient souls could uphold roles and goals
that were taken from scrolls withheld, if hell’s on earth then what are these wise words worth?
Without walls or even wires, waylaid by the liars, not even known as good triers, seek to supply us with,
Illegitimate, counterfeit and unorthodox thoughts that cost creative tendencies to be amending these,
Sending these messages to the last outposts and vestiges of civilised behaviour,
Save yourself from the sharp scythed enslaver,
Who came to engrave their version of events, with ill solicited, political documents,
Down right, I found the rights factors and formulas,
in order to calculate, degrees to which the sun must like elevate...
From the dawn to the dusk, I distrust, words they discuss, leave me with disgust, no righteousness,
Can be seen, on the scene, what I mean is that we’ve been where many of them don’t come clean,
Supremely situated, on the level of the elevated, simply demonstrated, thoughts activated,

Chorus (to end)