Holoking - Wise Fools lyrics
rate meThe wise fools had their pockets full of scriptures
Knowledge for their crown but their goblet full of liquor
Profit from the selling and they sold
So no wonder that they found something missing
Like the garments of that emperor
The wise fools had their pockets full of scriptures
Knowledge for their crown but their wallets full of riches
Profit from the selling and they sold
So no wonder that they found something missing
Like the garments of that emperor
Serenity in silence but no calming of the temple
Evolving but revolving and reversed
Like the waters of the Earth when it out on that Ecuador
And it’s spinning
Counterclockwise, an ironic plot line
Like the end is the beginning or the entrance is the exit
Perspective, it’s subjective, it is theory
It’s opinion that’s effected so easy ‘cause retched souls needy
Two directions, exile…complicate its own weavings
No easy way to seize the day along evenings
I woke dreaming alone, beating a sweat drop
‘Cause sleeping over red hot coal should know you rest not
A desktop reality yeah, but we connect not
Flesh rot, dead eye from stressed out
Nowhere fast, that’s a direct route, cash moves everything around
The wise fools had their pockets full of scriptures
Knowledge for their crown but their goblet full of liquor
Profit from the selling and they sold
So no wonder that they found something missing
Like the garments of that emperor
The wise fools had their pockets full of scriptures
Knowledge for their crown but their wallets full of riches
Profit from the selling and they sold
So no wonder that they found something missing
Like the garments of that emperor
The wise fools had their pockets full of scriptures
Knowledge for their crown but their wallets full of riches
Profit from the selling and they sold
Harnessing all out strength from the sun…
Archangels by daylight but late night were werewolves
Barefoot perusing the province plotting
But careful, careful terrible things happen that was unbearable
High waters need a yacht, a proper sailing boat
Yelling submarine dreams spotting out the periscope
But mountains turn to Moses into towns and locals are like particles
Molecules weren’t high enough for aerial, so
What’s the scenario, problems, we all got them from solving the rock bottom
And ominous clouds strutting the heavens, the dreaded outlook
When this is just euphemisms, childhoods…
Attempting to make lemonade out of lemons
But still it just ain’t as quenching
…this is not liberation, this is not independence
The wise fools had their pockets full of scriptures
Knowledge for their crown but their goblet full of liquor
Profit from the selling and they sold
So no wonder that they found something missing
Like the garments of that emperor
The wise fools had their pockets full of scriptures
Knowledge for their crown but their wallets full of riches
Profit from the selling and they sold
So no wonder that they found something missing
Like the garments of that emperor