Psychedelic Prophets
Lana Del Rey meets Kendrick Lamar

Verse 1:
Beneath the cosmic skies, ancient secrets in disguise,
They whispered through the trees, oh the truths that many prize,
A little mushroom magic, just a sprinkle and a twist,
Enlightenment's a vision that no one could ever miss.

In the garden of perception, where the holy spirits roam,
A trip through sacred lands, you can make that place your home,
Eve bit the apple, but we’re trippin’ on the shroom,
The serpent in the garden, oh that cosmic womb.

Crushed my doubts like petals, let the mind bend and break,
Faith reborn in bliss, yeah, freed from every ache,
Voices of the prophets echo, singing songs of the divine,
In the chambers of my psyche, where the divine truly shines.

Hindu gods and angels in a Neo-psilocybin trap,
Karma's just a synchronicity, caught in every rap,
From Ayahuasca visions to Buddha's soft embrace,
We’re lost in this connection, mind’s a sacred space.

Verse 2:
Got a chalice full of insight, drink it down to the last drop,
Moses parted seas, but we all wanna cop that crop,
Hallelujah to the visions where the truth is steeped in dreams,
Can you hear the laughter echo? Reality bursts at the seams.

Call me the shaman, wielding words like a sword,
In a world where wisdom’s crowned and so easily ignored,
Every faith a mirror, reflecting light and shadow,
Searching for salvation in the cosmic flow, oh!

Zoroastrian fires burning bright with neon glow,
Lost in the mystery, it’s the only way I know,
The spirit guides are rising, on the edges of my mind,
Every thought a prayer, woven in the vines.

Rituals of the ancients, dancing 'round the flame,
Singing songs of union, never seeking personal gain,
Alchemy of existence, in the cauldron we stir,
Mystic revelations, hidden in every word.

Verse 3:
In a world that’s folding, can you bend reality?
Crack a smile in times of darkness, find the clarity,
Prophets, they were trippin’, who’s to say who’s right?
They saw the universe painted in colors of pure light.

From Genesis to the end, we’re just spirits in disguise,
Every faith a flower, blooming through the lies,
Time is but an illusion, let’s break the chains tonight,
Dance beneath the starlight, feel the rhythm of the fight.

We are all connected, brush a palm on the sky,
Mushroom clouds above us, oh, take the power high,
Gather 'round the fire, let the stories unfold,
Ancient tongues of freedom, in the wisdom of the old.

Bridge:
So close your eyes and wander deep in the unknown,
Lift your spirits higher, let the seeds be sown,
Through every doubt and demon, let your psyche unfold,
For every trip is sacred, and every truth is gold.

Verse 4:
From the Tigris to the Ganges, we all dance in the light,
Holding hands in circles, we’re united in the fight,
Each religion a journey, every path leads us home,
In the echoes of existence, we’ll never walk alone.

Let the wisdom of the ancients blend with modern flair,
Every verse a passage, breathing life into the air,
Psychedelic prophets speaking softly in the night,
Revelation upon revelation, lineage of insight.

Our souls are interwoven, like threads upon a loom,
Traveling dimensions, finding gold amid the gloom,
With laughter of the heavens, we’ll leave the past behind,
For in the eyes of every seeker, there’s a truth you will find.

Outro:
So we gather at the crossroads, where the world’s faiths all collide,
In the realm of the divine, we’ve got nothing left to hide,
As the sacred mushrooms whisper, in the garden, we unite,
For love is the religion that will guide us through the night.