All your idols will wither & grey
If they survive their glory days

Genius must succumb to the demands of the flesh
A brilliant mind can’t survive once the heart dies

Let your body die
Live on through your words
Forever in our hearts
As one who spoke for our minds.

Those who speak the truth
And those who speak to our sorrow
Will hopefully inspire generations of tomorrow

Let your body die
Live on through your words
Forever in our hearts
As one who spoke for our minds.

To be kind was a good trait
In a world of bitter tastes
In hopeless times, you spoke with faith
In the nature of good men.

Inspired by the deaths of Kurt Vonnegut and David Foster Wallace.
Only the forgotten are truly dead.

These gods are of our making
These gods are in our minds
These symbols of the best of us to which we can aspire
But some might say it’s crazy
To take these myths as truth
To cast aside the self and follow blindly, without proof.

Thief! If you don’t want to die, kill your money.
Thief! The Holy Mountain will set you free

Take your waste and have it turned to gold
Relying on nothing but faith and alchemy
But some might say it’s crazy
To trust this man of wise
Hysteria that permeates our everlasting lives

Camera pans back, cheeky grin
It’s all an illusion, within an illusion, within an illusion.

Inspired by/based on the movie the Holy Mountain. Lisa xo