1543 - Enfield

My instructions can be used to your advantage

Using old remedies to break open the fabric f space and time, to peer in and

reveal a refuge

Now it’s time to breakthrough

This is our chance

The stories in the stars

The tales in the sand

We are beings of

Misfortune

We have been lost

To lies told before us

For we have observed the untruths

From the moon.

It’s time fucking let up

Give your piece to the world

Accept reality

Is just an

Illusion

Fuck this place

I am your eyes

Transcending focus

Within your mind

For you are blinded

By the unyielding fog

Created by prophets

We call gods

I am your eyes

Transcending focus

Within your mind

For we are grounded

With no where to escape

No where to escape

We will conquer

All demons that breathe

Lies

Fuck this place

I am your eyes

Transcending focus

Within your mind

For you are blinded

By the unyielding fog

Created by prophets

We call gods

For we are grounded

With no where to escape

No where to escape

No Where To Escape