 It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on The essence, the basics, without it you make it Allow me to make this, childlike in nature Rhythm, you have it or you don't, that's a fallacy, I'm in them Every sprouting tree, every child of peace, every cloud and sea You see with your eyes, I see destruction in the mind, corruption in the skies