i can feel the river rush its a simple stimulus that lifts me when ive given up a wicked flux sickly with a twisted gut from deciphering the reassurance that i didnt trust this is what we needed right steam to feed the fight cold shoulder to the stars because we dreamed of being meteorites burn motherfucker burn fast i said burn motherfucker burn fast its the trickiest dichotomy digging for the god in me while embracing natural systems limiting my sovereignty i am mostly water and the physics still apply to mine so when the moons right i feel a rising tide inside watch the helter skelter as elements pelt the shelters and the toxins in the wishes mutate the well dwellers hear the fall of rome and look to see a single town with just one flaming arrow needed to bring it down on some burn motherfucker burn fast i said burn motherfucker burn fast not a requiem sung for the past turned ash let it burn motherfucker burn fast ive been told by river rafters that apparitions gather here to whisper laughter at the fears of timid cavaliers im slipping past risking capture just to have a clear shot at witnessing the splattered crimson in the stratosphere at last soaking up the waning ultra violet leaking through the limbs of the old growth goliaths yeah greet the unknown with open eyelids crawdad creeping with the lunar glow as guidance crescent low ebb and flow steady on the stepping stones in the distance echoes moan like its bloody hecatomb i used to burn a ruby red towards human kind but ive learned that you should do whatever helps you make it through the times when the dawn streaks through the pitch black and im no longer spooked by the crack of twig snaps i hit the buttes peak and catch a view that gives me whiplash know that ive arrived turn around and torch the bridge back burn motherfucker burn fast i said burn motherfucker burn fast not a requiem sung for the past turned ash let it burn motherfucker burn fast