Where The Spirits Tread (Callisto)

Stretch to the sun While earth seeks comfort in the rain Will of black lung Tremble where the spirits tread Stay in seclusion These opiates will fade I know No land for the old Kingdom come, claim your own Like a pilgrim wanderer This cabin is now home For now asunder Till the smokescreen wears off Primal sounds in the wake Bleeding from colours into shape No one was awake To hear the laws of nature take place Revive life in uncharted woods, as we inhale Creation wept and understood the unearthly way