Laxidazia

[Adam WarRock]
And it stings like a cigarette
Because you're dealing with forces
You haven't figured yet
Lost inside the silhouette
Sit back, relax and listen
As I lift the curse
Open to the wisdom
Submission into the universe
Shift reality
Open up your cerebral cortex
Back to ethereal
And pass your soul
Straight through the vortex
And listen closely
As you're drifting to sleep
I know the spirit is willing
But your body is weak
Release your earth form
And submit to these substances
While keeping your body's
Blood warm and feasting
Off this beat for sustenance
Relax your body
And free your mind
Sit back, relax
As you'll find in due time
That it burns like a shot of jack
Because these demons
You're fighting, they never fought back
Lost inside your thoughts of that

So life rocked your ass back a couple paces
As you sit and scan the crowd
Looking past these puppets' faces
We all decayed past bodies
Through carbon cycles
And restless for the future
While still feeling suicidal
And going back through metamorphosis
And asking for bigger portions with
Last meals over fat deals
Or bigger dollar endorsement tips
Because the real is to the soul
To the mind
So death is just a state
And purgatory's a bind
Stuck here for centuries
Simply passing the time
Puffing on this cigarette
Sipping on this wine
And it kicks like a drum beat
Because these visions of fortune
Are never complete
Hidden from the sun's heat
Wrapped in pensive tendencies
Over the simple life
While still debating enemies
Listening as they twist the knife
You push yourself for successes
And worldly endeavors
While bleeding from your thoughts
And leaving these bridges severed
Belief in what men have to offer
In this stage of sense
Let go of your hatred
And just do it for the innocence
You burned through life
And thought your power was gone
And every hour upon
But now your power is strong
Existence for the simple
And singing songs for the temple
That we lift our voices higher
And create art with a pencil
And infest us like a last regret
Because you realize
Nothing is really finished yet
Time for you to resurrect
For every unfinished creation
That you started
To every person whose life you touched
Leaving them brokenhearted
That this end isn't the end
But the beginning of the message
We're sending
Determine for yourself
The reasons you're contending
Cause at first, you used to do it out of
Social obligation
And now your force is faded
You realize your vocation
That the greatness that you reach
Isn't the sum of what you speak
But rather
Parts of how you live
And the boundaries that you breach
That for greater men
Their struggle is never done in this battle
But for me I sit and drink
As the next chapter unravels
And it stings like a cigarette