Trans*end Songtext

we deal in currencies that last as long as ice

days weird, lit like gigs they splice my nights

it's smarter than us in its ugliness

grant me the grace to be smart enough

to just shut up



trans end...

so nobody speaks for me

so i've no more need for stuff

like God's speed


(is this) just another manifesto

for what i don't know

before i get old



is it any wonder

or is it just THE one?

the one that allures & pretends

the one that transcends



surrender

transcender

etc, etc, etc...