Blood Breeds Blood Songtext

Just thoughts are willing to manipulate
Harmony of spirit - that's justice
But that's just a doxy - nothing too faulty
I don't want to have illusion in discovering myself
I need to change and alvays change more
I need colour unexpected like a kaleidoscope
Be a surprise which is mysterious
Constantly be born and dying
Senses are the second stage of my transmission
Ten thousand times better