SUPERMOTHERFUCKER Songtext
von Panic Grass

The maestro crosses the threshold, entering scared space
Mapacho smoke from his face, the offering is made
Silence envelops the circle as spirits are called forth
The ring of protection is formed, the thinning of the veil

Grandmother takes our hand as we tread the path
Echoes of ancient songs, beaten rhythm of the drums
Cellophane vortex crackle of electrical storm, pulse of chopper blades
The temple of the snake, be not afraid

Labor of breath, the retching dark
We drink the poison, we drink the cure
Snake devours expulsion from entrails, trying to flow
Figures of shadow stalk the periphery
Cellophane vortex, high whine of machinery
The actuality of all reality is electricity


The saucer seeks, blue lightning bolts
Visions of Mantis, you have been tricked
You have no faith, there is no escape
No may not proceed to the next phase

The insects and snake take more of your pain
Your mind breaks, there is no escape
Shed human skin, kick against the womb of the cocoon

It is not dying
It is not dying
It is not dying
A change in form

Steel yourself it is time
Steel yourself it is time to be brave

You know not that
You know not that the puma awaits