CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Cinnabar to Gold

Disorder is necessary for the manifestation of order
And then when one sees that
A profound transformation takes place in one's attitude
That is to say
Instead of looking upon life as a contest
It becomes a dance
It becomes a game
One doesn't withdraw from it
One doesn't stop living
A dance in joyous cosmology

Open up
First I make the time and I
Gotta get my spine ordered
Then I get my mind sorted
Looking inward
Filling up my lungs
Gently holding in the perineum
Put it in my dantian
Sеnd intention
Send the thoughts back
Just focus on thе numb
Take a breath
And returning back
To the one
Quiet and in stillness
Eventually
Clarity will come
And the fire burns
Ya feel it
It can take time
But I promise that you'll start the healing
If only you
Constantly refine and focus inward
With your heart mind, and your heat'll rise
100 days will pass away
Then you're letting go of waste
And your thoughts that take you from your day to day
You won't want back in the race
Instead, returning back to your fate
Stillness brings you back to your peace
100 days will pass away
Letting go of your waste