X-Teknokore - Free Spirit lyrics

Rock the place [?x]

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
Its loveliness increases
It will never pass into nothingness
But still will keep a bower quiet for us
And a sleep full of sweet dreams
And health, and quiet breathing
Therefore, on every morrow
Are we wreathing a flowery band to bind us to the earth
Spite of despondence
Of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures
Of the gloomy days
From our dark spirits

From our dark spirits
Such the sun, the moon

Rock the place [?x]

I'm number one!

Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits

Rock the place [?x]
Fuckin' down!

Rock the place [?x]


Fuckin' down!

Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead
All lovely tales that we have heard or read
An endless fountain of immortal drink
Pouring unto us from the heaven’s brink