Lyrics Masters of Reality

Masters of Reality

Scatagoria

The pill with a will the crush or the pull

The shepherd that leads brahma into the bull

With our eyes to the ground like a divining rod

A pulse that is weak for failing odds

Scatagoria

Baby wake up baby don't cry

Now if I wasted my wish in a flash you'd understand why

Natural law supernatural call

I could go spiraling up to see what's on top of it all

Scatagoria