From the recording Dibs

Lyrics

Instruct, the Influx
That Mother will provide
Answers, all within her
Like feelings that you hide

Forward- Not a motion
But the willingness to survive
Distant, and so different
A cold rides the dying light

Anything, means everything
We sow the seed, it grows
Agony to ecstasy
They spread, they breed, go rogue

Organically, perfectly
The new leaves unfold
God it seems, needs assistance please
A system that we all know