LYRIC
I stand mid dream
Do not surrender now
Through pores go the steam [I] Oh I claim the world mine
Synthesize what's real
What's made with bare hands
Blooms the greatest meal [Refrain] Shoot, spore
VILLEPLUME! [Chorus] What is so vile?
Why does it bloom?
So kneel before this is your doom
What is so vile?
Why does it sprout?
So kneel before
I lie in pure wake
I stand mid dream
Do not surrender now
Through pores go the steam
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