Pagoda (Michael Pitt) - Sadartha | Текст песни

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• Pagoda (Michael Pitt)
• Sadartha

Sit now
Quiet,
Edge of forbidden nerve
Concentrate,
Fokus
We are battling a mirra’s army
Spirit of the ego, you are as heavy as the air
It’s nice to meet you,
I wanna tell you don’t exist
The earth is our witness,
Sadartha

Seen it on my chest, callous on my heart
It grew negligent;
know now you’re a vegetable;
Sick thing, leper
growing in and on me
Cut off, let free, amputate, surgery
Sadartha,
nature’s mother,
you are my friend

Until we meet again...