[chorus]novercoming the fog that's covering earthnthe awakening serf puts himself firstnyou are king of all, inside and outnif you choose to live on rule by doubtnwe take steps to perfect this devicento destroy your contentment with average lifennself-claimed celibates, zealots compellednto sell us salvation from hellntout less historical tales of ufo'snthe sun, moon, and earthnthey show, prove, and grownnwho's holding back concealing agents?nfacts locked in vaults and sealed in candle waxnthrowbacks and cromagnon's of nownthat fear the unknown and lack the know-hownruled by distraction, warned of distinctionnpush the plow, crack the whip of self-extinctionn[?]thinking or living[?], oblivious to physicsnfood, water, and reasoningnfrolicking through the mysticsnni couldn't knock it, [?]i wouldn't try but i wanna see it[?]ni'm in a sauna with a centipede in central egyptnhe said the senator is secretly a peder-istnbut if we expose the truth and try to meet the pressnwe'll get arrested, messed with mentallynthown in the bug house and killed accidentallynnso we access alternate channels nof like-minded people at instrument panelsnand fighter jet cockpits and pirate stationsnovercoming controlled informationnn[chorus]nnthere is a quickening, affecting everythingnsome are inspired, some are spiraling downnoverwhelmed some resignednheld by the hands of timenmeasurement relative to distance of mindnn[chorus]