deathgatecycle[bowtie](prod. by aquarius minded)

written and performed by stranded

prod. by aquarius minded


blade of the immortal
use decay as a portal
change and conform
to your conditions
in a way that affords you
continuation
reincarnative restored youth
be innovative
limitations are for fools
i'm on my way
with a torch
lit by more than flames
a series of sparks
along a neural chain
it's sort of strange
the way that thoughts travel
is similar
to how oxygen molecules
course through veins
there's a war
that goes on in brains
the mind
is an immortal blade
a sword of change
that morphs
as it absorbs the pain
from whatever it strikes
with precise
force and aim
feed it right
or endure the same
for the violence
that lies within your skull
is yours to tame
it is up to you
what this elemental forge
will shape
trees twist
their branches dry
and leafless
perhaps they should die
and wither to ash
but they resist
they consider the past
the opposite of a weakness
what they've been through
impacts their lives with reason
they find purpose
the truth is not a secret
it's a fact
you may obtain it
but you cannot keep it
it is but for you to search
close your eyes
and touch the universe
reality bites
like a future lurk
the wounds inside
are the ones that truly hurt
the scars remind us
who we were
when our roads forked
which way did we choose to turn
between our present
and our past selves
who is worse
we are a ridiculously
small part of a universe
that is far to large
to be portrayed through a church
no one can be persuaded by lucifer
the ways of evil
are humans work
when you die
do you go to heaven
hell
or get what you deserve
or before you exit
do you enter evolution first
the truth is blurred
but vivid
and big as jupiter
are the illusions
that rule the earth
but what you see
is the result
of what you discern
so what is it
that you observe
will you be told
the answers to that question
or will you research

discover for yourself
what you think
be yourself
become distinct
if nothing else
just a wink
let all you've felt
erupt
succinct
emerge
like words
from their ink
that arrived
through an eye
that doesn't blink
thoughts travel through time
in just a blink
the magic of the mind
what a wondrous thing
there are times
when we have to decide
like chuckles with jinx
he did what he thought he must
and he suffered the grief
it was all for nothing
but what it reaps
it was a turning point
where does it lead
that isn't up to me
or you
it's up to whomever
those circumstances are born to
only that person can determine
where their piece on the board moves
so concern yourself
with planning YOUR moves
i study within a universe
buildings are for fools
i prefer a WORLD of peace
over a war ROOM
the cost is through the roof
to be less them
and more you
those who are dishonest
lie
'cause they cannot afford truth


death wears so many masks
it is the end
of ANY path
but it takes pioneers
to bend the grass
that over time
disappears
turning into paths
what questions will you ask
who
what
when
where
how
why
this is class
only the teacher
is omnipresent
there are constant lessons
endless tasks
take something
from every second
you get to have
'cause once they're gone
they're gone forever
you'll never get them back

death wears so many masks
it is the end
of ANY path
but it takes pioneers
to bend the grass
that over time
disappears
turning into paths
what questions will you ask
who
what
when
where
how
why
this is class
only the teacher
is omnipresent
there are constant lessons
endless tasks
take something
from every second
you get to have
'cause all that's left
is what you remember
what made impressions
in the past