Gold Team

from $TRANGE GAME$ by Strange Game

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lyrics

ill:

White black grey thru green gold, back to black repeat, from the meagerest pebble to acdc at their peak of stadium buzz, spraying rocking rays of radiant love, to make this dead space erupt with sapiens bugs, and reptiles gold team is out to make a cold cosmos fertile, worthwhile or not, cosmic fires are burning hot, don’t ya know that nuclear fusion is universally consuming plumes of heat to get ur planets ecosystem a booming. Gold Team, shines without seeing, inspires without speaking, love dumb and blind not a teaching but a feeling, a peeling of layers thru suffering and thru prayer, effacing a schism passing a spectrum thru a prism man maharshi wasn’t kidding with his riddles, bidding riddance to the ego, reveals the clear steelo of the ego. A gleam to bring forth life, and thwart the feeble me as an entity apart from the gleam of the solar sea.

fly:

juggler caught my eye by the optic nerve
and turned my orbit
hung it up under a herm in the curve of the firmament
perched observer
solar beholder
cold curtains pebbled with bold globes inverting a dull order
all lords in contra force to stall the course of all morbid
good golly jolly gold fireballs out of their minds on atomic torque
god smiles on wild cards
a dark horse in apollo's court
jocular sport
jangler crowned
planets are wrangled
and new fangled patterns attained from the fount are emblazoned for haters to try to discount
made to break down
pray to the clown
infinite jester is blessing the sound
making the festival bounce
making us dance
frying the pan
laughing in temporal trance
handle abandoned and scant on the plans
nameless a moth to the candle I am
like a native to alter
martyr to the flame
fodder for sol invictus is the game