Cynic - Holy Fallout lyrics

A star at dawn A bubble in a stream A flash of lightning in A summer cloud A flickering lamp A phantom in a dream Aspirations Chained to grindstones at your feet Contradictions Behold what you're afraid to see Dear world I can't offer an explanation There's no one here but love No conflict No mind tricks Mother Earth guide my ship Comfort me Despite me Oh mercy, radiate your grace on me Out of the ground Where I hide my tangled hair To the North Star And the alchemy is met Dear world I can't offer a reservation There's no one here but love Laugh and spit Into the air Laugh and spit There could be There should be There will be holy fallout No conflict No mind tricks Comfort me Remind me