[Words 16/2-99, music 93] Am I not your super hero Am I not your golden chain War fixation, I won the game Transmit this remedy Transmit this gain Prosperity - I'll came across you between the shades With superior blessings That apparently was holding the staff Of which blindness could foresee Trouble in the corridor Drained through the system of foundations, Dear in cruelty Simulating the opponent Well besmeared with toxic phlegm Let me lick you, frustrated joy A canyon of courage with soar feet A paradise in motion, Born without a scruple Could I please be left alone now In my hand I hold the science, of which Nothing can ever penetrate In my hand I hold the plague Where silence will proceed Wild bindings, an opportunity for great men, And with or without them in honor, just for fun I mingle with the fountains of all that I've seen Substantial is the millenium And proud is the frog that predicated his amusement All for benefit of reluctant ideas Like envy is the falsehood, while the morning after Is all that is between us As laughter is planted in mortal void And unwilling wisdom is abroad Wandering alone in this shapeless halls of nothing And watch it increase as the shining becomes stronger This stranger is a "place" for you to rest