(Verse 1)

I'm on a pilgrimage through sand dunes with SIxtoo and sandals

To find that point of light to coincide with our manhood

The path it marks the cracked trail

Now eye on this the nihilist, scientists redefine and twist

Now stand, fear is idealist revolutionist

Neo-anarchist

Virtual scribes that write scrolls for the souls of decided

While contrived minds spy through the Hi-Fi

I'm low tech like Imhotep on the stroll stretch through divine heights

L'roneous

No blindside the limelight gets dimmed

Distracted by that cursor the urgе is thoughts to end

Emerge is pausin' it