Kredity
Texty
It's holy water blessed by sun which brings our seeds to life
It's our gold artillery which guards them in the night
Our daily rituals bring forth the initial sprouts of green
Crystals burn, explode the sky, painting cosmic scenes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Yeah
Passed around for generations, fostered by the youth
Calming herb, taste and feel, connecting us with truth
Joining those who gather to enjoy this sacred rite
Separating us from angst brought on by daily plight
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
How long till we learn
To let our forethought burn?
Demonized and vilified by those who trade in fear
Healing strains were once oppressed by cultured profiteers
They dig up roots and scorch the stars from pocketing their prize
The hypocrites soon tremble by the army of red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes
Red eyes