Allaz - Vinyl Williams

Jesuit priest has a mind to own

It layers out the prayers, becomes into a molten, woven

Jesuit priest has a mind to own

It layers out the prayers, finds its way to gold

I do, I try

Has the nothing beside you become personal?

Has everybody around you just given up?

Since installation, a healing source

Ego trained from stallion to Horus, thy deep

Gain the throne, what’s said is done

There’s nothing left to say

Gold worlds stand at the edge

Zero worlds, zero tone

There’s nothing left to say

Extra-senses play

Giving gold, heal the soul

There’s nothing left to say