Noetic Epiphany Lyrics

Here I go again my old trainee

If you want to know a secret

Listen carefully to me, earthborn

May your soul find meaning in my voice!

Let the knowledge invade your psyche

This perfect limelight shows us how we should shine

No! It is forbidden to be frail or fall in love

None of us- have any fear of being fully alone

Within this sphere without fails we shove the temporal pole

So strong that we no longer have feeling

So strong that they don't want your spirit

So strong and flawless that I would like to be

Like you

Those who show signs of feebleness

Are frowned upon along the star!

They ought to start!

Those who are not immaculate

Cannot step on this systemic ground

They are at work right now

On a minor satellite

I've never been your guardian angel

It's time you know a crucial truth

In essence, I was a role-player

I had to teach you how to change

Your usual mood

Why so empty?

Yo, you will have a chance to hone

Your skills while helping others

Another being worse than you

You were blue and sad in that home

And you found my 'Master numbers'

Eleven

My message about the inner life was scripted

Remember, I had your dilemma

On this planet life is idyllic

But wreaks havoc on this fine lyric

Go and control your passion until you get cold!

Those who show signs of feebleness

Are frowned upon along the star!

They ought to start!

Those who are not immaculate

Cannot take flight in a forbidding sky

They are raw voices within anemic minds

Singing soothing lullabies

Although reality resembles your dreams

All this fantasy is not for me

Here we are free like the fierce wind

But they tie us up with their 'thought-atmosphere'

We become real forgetting the sore heart!

But I changed my outlook

I hate being treated like a self-help book

I'm knackered!

I've never been your guardian angel

It's time you know the fucking truth

In essence, I was a role-player and

I had to teach you how to change

Your ugly mood

Never in true equilibrium

Their control causes delirium

Cos it only matters to be on show

Keeping your reputation

As you see young lord, the same crossroads

Your same sensation

We are tired of being fallen angels

And I wish they allowed the changes since

Pain is worth more than full perfection

Pain is worth more than great perfection

Pain is worth more than pure perfection

Pain is worth more than self perfection