[Verse 1: The Thought]
Contagion of dissonance
A plague of the innocent
Digging the graves with assistance from three-legged lions
The crimes of equivalence; false
The brine in the Rhine mixed with dissidents
Participants given the fault
Grinded with mortar and pestle, the pestilence
Report to the evidence vault
Twisted the missives and filaments
Instruments, scepter and orb
Hidden the truth with the pillaging, curse of the jester with festering sores
Caressing the militant
With blessings and stimulants, bury the history, ferry the ignorant
Nary a ligament left of the impetus
[Chorus: The Thought]
Oedipus Rex
Man's prone to flee when he knows what's next
Gilgamesh
Miss the forest for the trees, then leave perplexed
Oedipus Rex
Man's prone to flee when he knows what's next
Gilgamesh
Miss the forest for the trees, then leave perplexed
[Verse 2: The Thought]
Liquefaction of earth
Weaponized sonics travel through the dirt
All the eyes on the topic are gouged
The louder the sound the higher the hertz
Blinded by churches
The curse of the cross
All to line pockets of merchants
The finest disturbance, call it a Paradise Lost
Coffin of copper, the paradigm shift
Soften the offer by bearing thine gifts
Opulence, opted-in, brought back to providence
Polished the knowledge of all that's been since
Populace purges
And precipice pogroms
Where all research diverges
Genesis to exodus, the herd been taught wrong
[Chorus: The Thought]
Oedipus Rex
Man's prone to flee when he knows what's next
Gilgamesh
Miss the forest for the trees, then leave perplexed
Oedipus Rex
Man's prone to flee when he knows what's next
Gilgamesh
Miss the forest for the trees, then leave perplexed
[Verse 3: The Thought]
Excision of chronicles
Stitch it up, once it heals it's canonical
Monikers given to prodigal sons
Once it's begun then jumping Geronimo
Water-soluble ink
Throttled the tin, then bronze on the brink
Calming effects of new periodicals
Tabled the flesh of the hospital, sink
Into the quicksand
No matter how inland
The castles and battles ain't named for the vassals
The flags and the saddles have King's Brands
Damn the Barbarians, redefinition
Archival variance, bearing suspicions
Nary a chariot spared from traditions
Declaring the lariat taut, inquisition
Glaring the difference
A marriage to ignorance
Similar sibilants, willing to indicate nothing
Distill the disgusting to dividends
Children of pilgrimage
Feed 'em their fill and instill a new lineage
Villages built in an image of vestiges
Seen as a blemish, the will of the synchronous
[Chorus: The Thought]
Oedipus Rex
Man's prone to flee when he knows what's next
Gilgamesh
Miss the forest for the trees, then leave perplexed
Oedipus Rex
Man's prone to flee when he knows what's next
Gilgamesh
Miss the forest for the trees, then leave perplexed