i think that humanity smites god.
they are so in awe of mother nature that they want to be like him, and it doin so they become skewed in their thinking. they become him and then use him against themself.

think youth and egotism. stoner moment in progress. personal revelation.

i can destroy the forrest but recreate it to make it look like the real thing. but it won't be anything like it.

isn't that good enough.
i melt in your mouth not in your hand.
i'm the potion that poisons the plan
hand in hand
behind
babygrande recordings, hoarding
the sound
the mood is the mind
left back racing through time
grind
bind
blind
its all in the find
as we get further on down the line

are you high?
its how we get by...

"I'm the potion that poisons the plan"

whoooa...
Pass that dutch..