Hydra Testo

You ready?

In harmony with all things, my words blanket the Earth
From dusk till dawn, dancing like they're dust in the wind
Sun of the morning, dew on the leaves like silk and diamonds
I'm in the woods with ten terracotta bridesmaids
The sacred sanctuary, cosmic silence with no limits
I'm piper to the gods, vocal chords confuse the lyric
Holy rock with a hole in it, the spirit in a stone
Driven in the night, the obsidian robes My students draw circles in the sand, cross their chests like seatbelts
Host to Diana's bow transmitted through seashells
At the shore I pull the whole school out like fishermen
Sparkling like winter gems in the faces of withered men
As I walk into the living water and never stop
I'm a siren on the rocks, [?]
Voice resounds like stars shimmering
Far away from city smog in the darkness of the night
See the likeness of the gods

Maybe they'll come back
Why not these starry nights, blazing on the back of a comet
Conquer the dark with light
So rest your weary head, limbs like lead
In the whistling of the winds of change, I hope that you'll be ready
Maybe they'll come back
Why not these starry nights, blazing on the back of a comet
Conquer the dark with light
So rest your weary head, limbs like lead
In the whistling of the winds of change, I hope that you'll be ready
Saltier than sleep water and I crystalize
Like broken ice fragments gleaming in the pale moonlight
The words we leave behind studied under lense and stored inside the mind
My life spent following celestial design
Reflecting our shine like luminaries
Pass the crown through the illusion of bone, blood, and capillary
The flaws in human laws pit one brother against another
My heart expands, and grows vast as the cloudy sky above us
At night I watch god pretend to be asleep
Being awake is pressure, she'd rather manufacture dreams
Hold hands with blessed followers in eternity portals
And through deep sleep leave landscapes for drowsy mortals
Now my cauldron boils forever
Waves like a thousand wild white horses stampeding untethered
Reflecting on days gone, present is a gift until it's gone
In the darkness of the night, see the light come from beyond

The wind is so blue

Maybe they'll come back
Why not these starry nights, blazing on the back of a comet
Conquer the dark with light
So rest your weary head, limbs like lead
In the whistling of the winds of change, I hope that you'll be ready
Maybe they'll come back
Why not these starry nights, blazing on the back of a comet
Conquer the dark with light
So rest your weary head, limbs like lead
In the whistling of the winds of change, I hope that you'll be ready

The wind is so blue

Well, I'm trying to acquaint them with outer space themes
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[?] the future
But rather, what I call [?]
And, like, most people feel that the planet is doomed anyway