LYRICS TO NEUREPUBLIK'S "ELECTRO CHAKRA THERAPY"



GODFETISH (Crowell)
wonder deep religious quest to find a god above the rest 
celestial spirit surge and feign significance inside my brain 
divine creator in the mirror sudden insight all is clearer 
in my arrogance i see the breath of god inside of me 
look inside your heart inside your soul 
find the god inside of... 
everyones a god 
i am god 
you are god 
& we are god 
humanity with vain pretensions cannot leave their own inventions 
cannot believe a god could be within their physiology 
afraid of their mortality they fabricate theology 
is it so hard to have faith in angelic advent from within 
consider this an advocation of the serpents contemplation 
food for thought a smorgasboard to free your mind and cut the cord 
unascertained insightful fact no explanation can be backed 
what you accept may not be so you could be god but never know


UNLIMITED POWER (Crowell)
ask a question all the same 
you & i - a power game 
kiss & hide - a darkened bar 
i'll tell you now you won't get far 
mistress of a one-way soul 
hungers for a starring role 
wicked ways soon devour fleeting dreams of absolute power 
domination games & empty thoughts behind your eyes 
to think that i believed in all your lies... 
& when you left me, something changed inside 
unlimited power to rule my life 
take my money - take your lies 
painted face - cheap disguise 
you think naievity's on my side 
but you're the one who has to hide 
actions, words, ways of thought... 
in the end amount to naught 
so this is my finest hour 
now you know who has the power



FIFTEEN (Crowell)
the times that i have been with you have been so many & so few 
i never know just what to do when i'm alone with you 
take me back to where our dreams have died 
take me back to where your feeling hide 
one last time so i can hold your hand 
one last time to make you understand 
distant voices on the telephone; your green-eyed stare is all but gone 
i follow on a path of stone & find myself at home alone 
enigma singing in my head violent streaks of blonde & red 
scraping wounds that never bled simple words that once were said



HIDDEN SANCTUARY (Crowell)
begin the day in a cynical haze with a chill of nervous fright 
i bide my time 'til the sun gives way to security of night 
i need to go where angels fear to tread 
a hiding place secluded in my head 
welcome to my hidden sanctuary 
a place where mainstream waters never flow 
welcome to my hidden sanctuary 
& now the time has come for you to go 
sanctuary from my life 
sanctuary from my fear 
please don't try to follow me 
it's better now 'cause you're not here 
welcome to my hidden sanctuary 
just stay outside don't try to go within 
welcome to my hidden sanctuary 
i'll burn in hell before i let you in 
i need sanctuary 
don't try to follow me