So here I am again,
waiting for the world to pull me under.
Waiting for deliverence,
waiting for this faceless god to reveal it'self to me,
and guide humanity.
We are eroding at this sphere that brings life and death.
Why can't we see that it's us not the enemy?
I don't think you will ever learn your lesson.
You've always ran from your reflections.
You're so scared of what you've become.
We are products of deciet. We spread these lies like a disease.
We have been cursed by the prophets word,
passed down and distorted by ages.
You compensate a dream just to sustain your morality,
you condense the mind of a child in bloom.
Compensate a dream just to sustain your morality.
Condense the mind of a child in bloom.
So here we are again, waiting on nothing.
Only one thing is certain.
We will all be forgotten.
The buildup section in the early-middle part of "Mbinguni Amina" is one of my favorite bits of music that's ever been written, and the drop that follows that buildup is the the heaviest drop of all time. Don't @ me. Kadin Wisniewski
I made love with my girlfriend so many times on this album. It is incredible. The songs are so beautiful and the rythm so well coordinated for this kind of moment... Anyway, always good to listen to it in the bus too Faugus