Here is the first track of a new project of mine. Ben Obee and I wrote this song a few years ago and it sat on my hard drive until Nikki Wright took it and gave it new life. Enjoy.

Vocals: Nikki Wright Production: Gene Lee & Ben Obee

Lyrics:

A seed Floret received from the lion A hazy cloud as I think back Her wings were white, His blood was black.

She flew Yet stood most tall, the Queen of Enshrouding all we were (trapped) Her song she warned us, We should capture And heed her every last word

Don't fight, you can't stay away Long night won't hide the light of day

His chains take hold, invisible But slaves can't beg to be resold

Love not the panacea in your hands He'll tend to wounds received within the blight

Dark as the night, his heartless soul Once a glowing star, but now it's growing old Radiation fighting to sustain its hold Cold as the Arctic ice, his tricks I'm polarized but deny his fix Lies ferment, I'm fighting this descent Won't let my heart be spent

The Sphinx, wish I had known her words were sane I played another pawn within a Savage game Begging the usurper, "Please, stake ya claim" A fool to let him course through my skin His eyes, a high any addict lets in The haze? It hides the nuance in my thoughts Lady, I know the riddle not.