Karsinogen

Tighten the skins
Play the beats to summon the sons
The suns that comes every time we drum
the beat plays on the reach the sum

the beat plays on and summons the sons

Slaves, tracer lines draw out our skies
The sons of the holy son stolen away
Never submiting but reaching the apex
of the blue lines that draw the segways

crossfaded and spun, backbeat and won
vortex rainbow, reverse helix and its done

I stole the sun with the beat of my drum
and the sons dance in the new reality
the enlightened love of a god, undone

this is because GOD comes everytime we drum
and we summon under a new sun
drawn and redrawn each day forgotten

this is the new order, of the tracer sun