Atlas - Welcome To My Temple lyrics
[Atlas - Welcome To My Temple lyrics]
This is Bukowski on the toilet
A heavy dose of ether
Mushrooms for Alice
The holy ghost for preacher
Fulfillment of the scripture
Every time my wisdom hit ya
Bust inside your ear and fertilize
The flowers in your brain
Swallow down my spit to let it
Swim inside your stomach
Safe beneath the epidural -
Blue fluid in your veins
Breathe with a sacred lung
Speak with a bloody tongue
Wet with the funeral of all empire
Communicating with you
From the other side of time
My poetry's eternal
Invented words to rhyme
Paint a picture color me in Langston's hues
Seeping into your subconscious
With my patterns and cues
Phiolosophizing only
Of the light and its reflection
If they put me on the cross
I know the notes to resurrection
Overt music containing worlds of beauty
Unfolding like a lover
Revealing her sacred heart
Grown from the seed of my soul
This tree is yielding
Healing fruit I split it open
That's the state of my art
Union and communion
A mother and child reunion
A masterful adaptation
A ghost orchid is blooming
Love in stere-ereo
Hard panned with tremolo
Pollock on graffiti
A rhyme-sprung Fellini
Bless your faith in fiction
I'm livin for for 40 summers
Crime is on the rise
And God is taking all comers
Tell me what you see
When you're behind closed eyes
Twisted in your favorite chair
Beneath your velvet skies
Chewing on a tape worm
Gnawing on your belly
Praying for a little peace
But it won't call you on your celly
Ask me where I got my style
The answer causes confusion
So here's a brief history of my evolution
I crawled out the ocean
Specifically pacific
Now my flow is coastline
Beautiful and prolific
A heavy dose of ether
Mushrooms for Alice
The holy ghost for preacher
Fulfillment of the scripture
Every time my wisdom hit ya
Bust inside your ear and fertilize
The flowers in your brain
Swallow down my spit to let it
Swim inside your stomach
Safe beneath the epidural -
Blue fluid in your veins
Breathe with a sacred lung
Speak with a bloody tongue
Wet with the funeral of all empire
Communicating with you
From the other side of time
My poetry's eternal
Invented words to rhyme
Paint a picture color me in Langston's hues
Seeping into your subconscious
With my patterns and cues
Phiolosophizing only
Of the light and its reflection
If they put me on the cross
I know the notes to resurrection
Overt music containing worlds of beauty
Unfolding like a lover
Revealing her sacred heart
Grown from the seed of my soul
This tree is yielding
Healing fruit I split it open
That's the state of my art
Union and communion
A mother and child reunion
A masterful adaptation
A ghost orchid is blooming
Love in stere-ereo
Hard panned with tremolo
Pollock on graffiti
A rhyme-sprung Fellini
Bless your faith in fiction
I'm livin for for 40 summers
Crime is on the rise
And God is taking all comers
Tell me what you see
When you're behind closed eyes
Twisted in your favorite chair
Beneath your velvet skies
Chewing on a tape worm
Gnawing on your belly
Praying for a little peace
But it won't call you on your celly
Ask me where I got my style
The answer causes confusion
So here's a brief history of my evolution
I crawled out the ocean
Specifically pacific
Now my flow is coastline
Beautiful and prolific