Body - Kristoff Krane

Follow my heart into the dark

To be of service what does it mean?

Golden thread spun in a web

To be perceived rivers and streams (breathe)

Won’t stop till I wake on the bedrock

Heartbeats to the breath and their wedlock

Hit top guaranteed then you’ve been lost

Every body fall asleep make your head nod

Better not, gotta' red dot aimed at the center and its red hot

Sit, then I get soft, squeeze, then I lift off

Beam in the breeze to be seen as a witness

Wellspring, shedding light colossal

I feel the land on a hunt for fossil

God within us, held her hostage

Pineal gland leaking like a faucet now

High states

Throw it all in

That’s my body

That’s my body

High states

Throw it all in

That’s my body

That’s my body

Monster in the flesh

Spirit in the wind

Feel this volcano blow

Standing on the edge

That’s my body

Shiva shocked the system

Broke down doors of our perception

Crushed collective assumptions

Reborn in bubbling gases, no shore

Open sore, in the pith of unfolding patterns

We slowly rose in the death of a thorn

All frozen in ashes, what for?

Going back home, broke down to the fractal

Black hole, digging through pterodactyl bones

Shrapnel from the battle zone, stuck

In a half-full cup in a catacomb

Maya, dance to a natural rhythm

Crack the code to release this wounding generations

DNA, food chain, misty memory

Cuts to the bone

Gaia, reflections of earth

Tech-tonic shifts

No twisting the hips when there’s slits in the wrists

Till this chrysalis splits it’s as dark as it gets

Revisiting it every time we touch lips

What choice lead to voices in my head

Telling me I don’t exist and that I’d be better off dead?

Fearless, when we’re living on the edge

Infinity of mirrors and the vision never ends

Heart in the eye of an all knowing mind

Heart in the eye of an all knowing mind

Heart in the eye of an all knowing mind

Heart in the I have an all knowing mind

(Mandala body made of that water

Mandala body made of that water)

Monster in the flesh

Spirit in the wind

Feel this volcano blow

Standing on the edge

That’s my body

(Dream on old soul)

No way back home