Remains by KISSING Lyrics

What a sight for a knave
Marvel of a bygone age
The pediments, the architrave
Housing gods, built by slaves

What if we tried psychedelia?
So scared of being dull in life it borders on hysteria
Experience made chemical, amass paraphernalia
Ingest a risk to mental health for a moment of euphoria

Though it's changed, nothing's changed
Swap the lumber, still the same
The lion dogs, the shinto gate
Sacred shrines rebuilt over time

Well I did try psychedelia
Every cell I've ever had will be replaced
The interior
Of my head is not the same, but still the same
Waiting in the darkness for a moment of euphoria
Behold!
The tide that destroys your sandcastle shapes a new coast
Or something heavy handed to that effect
Scrawled in black biro on black serviette