Into the Portal
Trapped inside this melancholic technicolor nightmare ritual
Visual kaleidoscopic blaze
Ain't a thing we can do 'cept search and wait for a way out
So close for so long to the sea within my dreamscape
With the fractalated flange all up in my nanogates and mind machines
But it's so far out of our way
In your wildest fever dreams and
Where can we go now?
By pure coincidental chance a way out has presented itself
This juiced-up bit of space junk will suffice as a means of travel
Nothing stands between us and the infinite save for the asteroid belt
But is it better to turn my ass around and
go back to that dusty old planet?
There's nothing for us back there
But what in the hell could possibly be out here?
Ok i'm not gonna lie I never thought that I
Would be receiving direction from a space alien guide
But now we're going to the place where time is space
I'm headed for that heptahedron
How far can we go now?
If i'm gonna be lost I don't wanna spend all
that time staring at a map panic attack
Driving at a brick wall hoping to get all
the way to 88 mph before impact
And all you really seemed to want was to see me fail
to no avail breaking the shell
To stop caring what you think and stop thinking you care
cause I can no longer dwell in this self imposed hell
I'm unable to look up at the sky without getting a flashback
And I got these demons wanting my flesh hunting me
But if we keep searching for the pattern
The pattern will set us free
Visual kaleidoscopic blaze
Ain't a thing we can do 'cept search and wait for a way out
So close for so long to the sea within my dreamscape
With the fractalated flange all up in my nanogates and mind machines
But it's so far out of our way
In your wildest fever dreams and
Where can we go now?
By pure coincidental chance a way out has presented itself
This juiced-up bit of space junk will suffice as a means of travel
Nothing stands between us and the infinite save for the asteroid belt
But is it better to turn my ass around and
go back to that dusty old planet?
There's nothing for us back there
But what in the hell could possibly be out here?
Ok i'm not gonna lie I never thought that I
Would be receiving direction from a space alien guide
But now we're going to the place where time is space
I'm headed for that heptahedron
How far can we go now?
If i'm gonna be lost I don't wanna spend all
that time staring at a map panic attack
Driving at a brick wall hoping to get all
the way to 88 mph before impact
And all you really seemed to want was to see me fail
to no avail breaking the shell
To stop caring what you think and stop thinking you care
cause I can no longer dwell in this self imposed hell
I'm unable to look up at the sky without getting a flashback
And I got these demons wanting my flesh hunting me
But if we keep searching for the pattern
The pattern will set us free
Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah "the Prophet Granül" Greene, Ryan "leech Rain" Loerch
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