As we take our last journey
each one now for a different cause
we get first seat on a trippy cloud so lonely
for on planet earth it was fuzz
How convenient no sunshine
yet it is still a day
I leave you the dungeons, sky is mine
flying on the dragon we get away
The Keepers of Illusions
poets meet for the great ending
you should have my friend no delusions
tripping's unfolded like a cloth torn we don't do the mending
Passing through gates
we still have clearance
the Great Demon awaits
we ask of him obedience
Patience you Demon of Darkness
we're not here ourselves to deliver
bawl in front of the Keepers of madness
they still have more power than you'd ever consider
We're constructed humans as we're on our last flight
Keeper's confronting Keeper, poet a poet just enjoying the ride
Cease your wind my friend until our paths once more cross
not in the distant future
let this farewell accompany our most
intimate share of a nature mutual
