Enchiridion Songtext

Anaclitic, proleptic, misleading marquees

Conceal trains of thought that we don't want to see.

Self-organizing behavioral goals

Applying to workflows outside our control.



Ataraxic, empathic, a tactical bind;

Mirroring circuits are poorly designed.

Locked down to voltage, and lacking a key

The fluxing of ions is all that I'll be.


So release your thoughts into the chaos

Of the things that you might have become

So release your thoughts into the cosmos

And let go of where you were from.