The Spiritual Matrix

 

I'm a secret agent of the Overmind Underground

Working in the darkness for the love of the light,

Searching for the other souls

Who've heard the word or found the sound

Gathering on the highway to the end of the night -

The road that runs from hell to heaven

From midnight to the midday sun

We find it when we realise that

We are the One.

Waking to the reality

Of all that we were meant to be

We find that others on the path

Are just the same as we.

We are all Agents of the Overmind Underground

Working in the darkness for the love of the light

Searching for the other souls

Who've heard the word or found the sound

Gathering on the highway to the end of the night.

 

 
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