Otep

sing to me my muses
lost in the hot cyclops anarchy
possession
invention
blood, blood
spirits, spirits
sprits, spirits
calling, calling
where will these visions lead?
how far dare i go?
where will this song take me?
into the deep unknown
yeah
spirits, spirits
come, come
hope the prophets and the gods came prepared for this
so we dine on divine of the mind impaired
preaching werewolf prayers on a nightly flight
it's taken all we ate in the pale moonlight
feel the urge of the power surge connect us all
bringing kingdoms under siege with the words that i control
gotta be nice you got your blind success
only love can set me free from this patriotic quest
test me once and i secretly die alone
while a toy in the face in the faces of the hawk
walk in the wilderness of the mind
so i decide to die and leave a friend of mine behind
possession, invention
invite discovery
surrender to pleasures
lost in ecstasy
survive
i lie you are my enemy
you die for lies, slave to misery
bring in the battleground
laying wasted the competition
of connected intellects and the say the soul systems