Songtext von Psilocybe

I can see your million forms All your colors, shape inform me Stolen from our forest home Vedic hymns induce recursion Glass onion, peel away Illusion veil, reveal The Way The holy fractal is enduring The tessellated sea It burns without, yet it is me I cease in psychedelic fullness Sparks from charcoal indicate Flavored smoke unravel skyward Psilocybe perforate Sacrament of cosmic scholar As the celebration endures its own narcissism As dry, cracked hands clap-slap with blood As we all open our arms to devour each other A lamb begins to roar See the fractal permeate Vishnu breathes the mystic lotus Maya burn and transmutate Godflesh, soma, utter Prana