Lyrics

Truth-I Verse
I was walking in the wilderness /
Through a field of wild weeds /
I hear the sibilance /
Quick steps, I proceed but need to circumvent /

Before me on this pilgrimage /
Atop a wilted ridge a rare flower /
I feel mystic in this rain shower /

With a surge of strange power /
I tame hours /
Overwhelmed before this same flower /

Tilted toward the sun /
She’s dexterous and delicate /
The breeze whispers eloquent across her leaves /
She moves, she’s telling it /

She swirls in melting mist /
Her petals stretching swift /
It’s genesis /
I catch a scent, a gentle whiff /

Rich lavender undertoned with cocoa cannabis /
She stands alone /
Complexion of an amethyst /
Stem is like a golden candlestick /

Mad conductive /
Illuminates the hillside, shining lustrous /
Pollen encrusted /
Iridescent like the moon with a tear in its crescent /

Paints my pupils /
Monsoons through the keyholes of heaven /
Every direction brightly glowing /
I notice how my timing coincided /
With the moments when her blossom opened /

Little lotus, I suppose it’s not my place to stick my nose in /
But beds of roses never smelled so close to pure ambrosia /
I see you bear the scars of swarms of locusts /
My fingertips are radiant atomic glowsticks /

Sometimes it’s hard to cloak it so I wander /
Put these hands into pockets but stay attentive /
Always in the shadows stand the prophets /
Excuse me as I spark this candle with a passing comet /

We’ll meditate awhile to keep the passions cosmic /
As our minds begin to manifest the soil richens /
Because this land is blessed with coiled wisdom /
Always cultivate your floral visions… /

Chorus
Know this, stop and smell the lotus /
Know this, stop and smell the lotus /
Know this, stop and smell the lotus /
Know this, stop and smell the lotus /

Truth-I Verse
My saliva's liquid glass /
Cuts my teeth sharp as it’s dripping past /
It’s simple math - there’s only one I /
Though it get’s ripped in half /

The crystal flash images with blissful gasps /
Limitless when wrinkles slash faces of the weary /

In the dreary dawn /
Miss Aurora, may I sit upon your lawn? /
Dew captivates molecules that move at faster rates /

On a blade of grass photosynthesis awakes the snake /
In fact it hibernates until the moon is full /

Tidals pull the cycle close at hand /
I sense revival in familiar land /
Creating tiles made from burning sand /
Lightning licks the land /

It’s treacherous to step beyond /
Connecting with space through cosmic intercoms /
My inner calm piloting this ship across the sound /

We can sink it where it sits /
Or try to turn the course around /
While we’re strong enough to move it /
Not afraid to drown /

I’m able now /
Administer the dosage /
Keep your focus /
Know this, you got to stop… /
And smell the lotus /

Chorus (x 2)

Outro

Om Mata
Om Kali
Durga Devi
Name Namaha

Shakti Kundalini
Jagadombe Mata