Crystal Skull (Live at Brixton)

Guide a truth
prevail, and ride
into the black hole
searching for crystal
making the veins bleed
the source of consiousness
alive
crystalline resonance
into the black hole
searching for crystal
making the veins bleed

a deep breath
before the plunge

one million voices
dispelling
a thousand faces
disarming
running through the darkness
holding hearts in my eyes
falling short of gauntlet
covered in blood-sucking flies

the touch is cold
i tore a path screaming
through wind and blood
i will it all
burning deep in my skull