Heliotrope from Sahasrara by Ymot

World's alright,
I’ll world for you.

Yeah save the day
With all my charms.

It’s in my head,
I make it better,

At the edge of chaos,
I’ll give you chaos.

Night night night,
It’s in the light.

Like Ptolemy,
I look up at the sky.
I feel it burn.

Hey have you solved the world today?
Have you identified and diagnosed?

Kill the appetite,
And fix young Werther.

Oh une Lotte,
Bella donna:
A different story.

Unlike Ymot,
I’m like Ymot.

I’ll sing you songs,
Lalala;

It’s something different.

Jaggdd,
It’s Hypersuite.
Middleclass glycine;

Mirror clasped lightly,
Pushed too tightly.

Enjoying the daytime,
It’ll make you feel.
We’re making feels.
I dream of fields
In the summer,
On the promised ground.
Trees, October,
All the soil absorbing.

I’m by the gravesite,
Watching the sunrise.
Beneath the flowers,
x%,
Existent.

Rebirth's advent,
Oh heaven spent.

• Alternative
• Electronic
• Experimental
• World
• britpop
• trance
• Cardiff