The Silver Cord Songtext
von King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard

The apostle of conscious dying
Whispers to me, "Keep on trying
Stay tethered to the cosmic sacrum
Safe within the Bardo playground
You′ll cry tears that fall up to the sky
While wrathful gods chant your name
You'll never scream, you have no breath
No refuge in between your death"

Power made by Ptah
Beautiful child of love
The gods ascribe praises to him
Maker of things celestial and of things terrestrial
He illuminate Egypt
Traverser of the celestial heights in peace


From the womb I matеrialised
Terrified, uncircumcised
My mothers love; Hypericum
Awake for the caesarean
Like a dog on a freeway
I commit my life to end it my way
I am deaf, I am a mute
I am blind, and I have broken through

I am a vessel
I′m just a poor boy travelling with my body's
Body's
Body imagery
Imagery

I am free
I am marooned and tied to my body′s
Body′s
Body imagery
Imagery

I am a vessel
I'm just a poor boy travelling with my body′s
Body's
Body imagery
Imagery


I am free
I am marooned and tied to my body′s
Body's
Body imagery
Imagery