Deca - Curiosity Shop lyrics
[Deca - Curiosity Shop lyrics]
This can turn any metal into gold well, yes
I I have already found the
Secret to this powerful force
I would like to show you how this
Principle works on a human being
Take him down to the cellar
This sure is a spooky place
What’s down there?
Monkey paws, shrunken heads
Esoteric Boy Scouts in aprons and a red fez
Keepers of an Eden snake’s knowledge
Or pharaoh's secrets that trace the lineage
To high priests in Egypt
The Babel Tower builders
Knowеrs and initiates
Solvin’ quantum Rubik’s Cubes
Decodin’ arithmеtic (But wait)
Somethin’ ‘bout the general vibe
Made my knee jerk
The alchemist's pursuit's led
To gain-of-function research
Kill your morbid fascination with the strange
And the sickly trees that sprang
From the offspring of Cain
You’ll know ‘em by their
Fruit's or lack thereof
Identify the weeds gaining ground
And pull ‘em by the roots like hair plugs
Bald-faced lies, power driven Gollums
In a cave hoarding pseudo knowledge
Of the cosmic algorithm
With state craft ties and
All-seein’ eagle eyes, be advised:
Careful who and what you deify
I heard your allegory shrouded the eternal
But peeled the layers back and
Found a nihilistic kernel
Ego based mystery for mystery's sake
Counter to the highest high pullin’
Fish from this lake
Take it slow, hold my head below the H2O
Where lotuses and lilies grow
In golden ratios far from the futurist's
Transhuman new religion
And charlatans passin’ off their
Hubris as wisdom
Webelos seeking gold deep below
Thumbin’ through the secret scrolls
Watchin’ crows and salamanders decompose
The sweetness of a rose should
Be your only goal
Joyful tears that flood the dry earth
To feed your lonely soul
(I’ll remember that)
Pay no mind to curiosities and sphinx riddles
Grimoires, coded language, and magic sigils
And leave the hive-minded to their
Solemn oaths and secrecy
Beneath the tree of polar
Opposites and lower frequencies
I believe in miracles but not magic bullets
And approach my soapbox pulpit
With monastic focus a tiny fraction of this
Whole galactic magnum opus
Watchin’ globalists scour the planet like
A plague of locusts
It’s death from above across the globe
Philosophic pyrite they turn to lead for
Death squads to lock and load
Hard to transmute the rage pressure breeds
When they murder all our prophets
And fill their pockets with (Gold)
I I have already found the
Secret to this powerful force
I would like to show you how this
Principle works on a human being
Take him down to the cellar
This sure is a spooky place
What’s down there?
Monkey paws, shrunken heads
Esoteric Boy Scouts in aprons and a red fez
Keepers of an Eden snake’s knowledge
Or pharaoh's secrets that trace the lineage
To high priests in Egypt
The Babel Tower builders
Knowеrs and initiates
Solvin’ quantum Rubik’s Cubes
Decodin’ arithmеtic (But wait)
Somethin’ ‘bout the general vibe
Made my knee jerk
The alchemist's pursuit's led
To gain-of-function research
Kill your morbid fascination with the strange
And the sickly trees that sprang
From the offspring of Cain
You’ll know ‘em by their
Fruit's or lack thereof
Identify the weeds gaining ground
And pull ‘em by the roots like hair plugs
Bald-faced lies, power driven Gollums
In a cave hoarding pseudo knowledge
Of the cosmic algorithm
With state craft ties and
All-seein’ eagle eyes, be advised:
Careful who and what you deify
I heard your allegory shrouded the eternal
But peeled the layers back and
Found a nihilistic kernel
Ego based mystery for mystery's sake
Counter to the highest high pullin’
Fish from this lake
Take it slow, hold my head below the H2O
Where lotuses and lilies grow
In golden ratios far from the futurist's
Transhuman new religion
And charlatans passin’ off their
Hubris as wisdom
Webelos seeking gold deep below
Thumbin’ through the secret scrolls
Watchin’ crows and salamanders decompose
The sweetness of a rose should
Be your only goal
Joyful tears that flood the dry earth
To feed your lonely soul
(I’ll remember that)
Pay no mind to curiosities and sphinx riddles
Grimoires, coded language, and magic sigils
And leave the hive-minded to their
Solemn oaths and secrecy
Beneath the tree of polar
Opposites and lower frequencies
I believe in miracles but not magic bullets
And approach my soapbox pulpit
With monastic focus a tiny fraction of this
Whole galactic magnum opus
Watchin’ globalists scour the planet like
A plague of locusts
It’s death from above across the globe
Philosophic pyrite they turn to lead for
Death squads to lock and load
Hard to transmute the rage pressure breeds
When they murder all our prophets
And fill their pockets with (Gold)