Testo
I have found my face
Gnawing away at my own existence again
It's feeding and medicating
On the ballooning hunger
For a formulated religion
My Lord comes in a tiny capsulated form
Restore prayers with inebriation, my dependency
A substance helping me string
And I must carefully weave my life
In a destructive, spiralling transcendency
These divine elements
Shine a light so radiant when synthesised
A celestial antidote
To cure all
A heavenly impurity
To alter what we know as God
What we know as God
For my Lord comes in a tiny capsulated form
Restore prayers with inebriation, my dependency
A substance helping me string
And I must carefully weave
On the ballooning hunger
For a formulated religion
For my Lord comes in a tiny capsulated form
Carefully weave my life in a destructive
Spiralling transcendency
What we know as God
What we know as God
These divine elements
Shine a light so radiant when synthesised
A celestial antidote
To cure all
A heavenly impurity
To alter what we know as God
I have found my face
I have found my face
Antidote
