Hey are you a believer
In what you believe
Are you a passive receiver
Of what you receive
I’ve been burdened by madness
I can’t trust what I see
Because if you saw what I saw
You wouldn’t trust anything
Talismanic
Diamond panic
Wondered wordless
Thaumaturgic
Skipped the front step
Found the back door
Bent on hands and knees
For whose Lord
I am no angel
But they’ve used my shell
To laugh and to wander
To guide me through hell
I am a passage
I have no rights
I am the lamppost
They were the lights
Hey sorry if I’m obsessive
Or if I seem obsessed
With spiritual ephemera
It’s just that I’ve been possessed
I've had spirits move through me
I’ve seen my face rearrange
I’ve been every great prophet
I’ve been without place or name
I am no angel
But they’ve used my shell
To laugh and to wander
To guide me through hell
I am a passage
I have no rights
I am the lamppost
They were the lights
Hallelujah
Leave me be
Pray to Michael
Please not to me
Hallelujah
My soul’s not for rent
Heaven-burdened
Heaven-spent
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Halleluiah
Halleluiah
Leave me be leave me be
Leave me be
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022