The splendour and the charm
The summer breeze so warm
What could possibly be the harm?
Of living in eternia
Everyone's healthy but no one's fit
Irrational thinking is mistaken for wit
Everything else is just bullshit
Here in eternia
Infinity streches towards both ends
Possibilities exist that no one comprehends
And fate it's helping hand lends
To a chosen few in eternia
Each other's blood our intentions have sucked
Brutually the strings of my heart get plucked
Eternity is eternally fucked
Right here in eternia
Demons and angels liplocked in a kiss
Perpetual ignorance, perpetual bliss
Insanity looms in doom's abyss
Beneath the ground in eternia
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In Eternia
Tetrahydrocannabinol
There’s a kaleidoscopic spectrum
Composed of every psychedelic hue
And whenever I’m faced by this spectre so rum
Then I think of you, and Scooby doo
Beyond this fleeting phantasmagoria
Lies the garden of Adam and Eve
Wherein you’ll find that perfect euphoria
Something you’d have to feel to believe
The subtle gyrations of the cogs that belong
To my father’s old grandfather clocks
Will generate nothing but apathy so strong
So unwind, my friend, and take off your socks
And let the ghosts of your past slide
In the evanescent traces of memories in smoke
Respite, and in yourself confide
It’s been so long since your heart last broke
Pink electrons suspended in ether above
Hypnotically serenading your senses
Until every shoe fits like a glove
And you have destroyed all your defenses
Pity the ones who scowl on your addiction
To these neurotoxins of nature
They’ll forever suffer in time’s friction
To hell with their law and legislature
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Anything good from their mothers
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