Metamorphosis Lyrics: The Dance of Kali

The Dark Dance of Kali

I dedicate this to the wise,
The ones who summon the strength
To shine, like the Sun -without measure, beyond length
With a smile of sun rays in the face of complaints,
Shining over all and everything,
Even what we're against...'cuz it's one in the same

There's one purpose, one sermon, behind this surface of words,
That we dance away our burdens.
And raise the curtains,
And observe this.

Like the dilating eyes between a mother and child,
Like electric currents between lovers.
Between a dancer's stamping feet and the skin of the earth,
We give ourselves to something greater every time it occurs
So where's the rebirth?

It's the movement outlining the silent music behind heard...you feel it?
It's the knowing before it was learned,
It's the intuition of living before we were sure.

Our bodies kiss the lips of God,
Forget gender: We're binary stars in an orbit of art,
With every vertebrae like the frets of a guitar,
Balancing the negative with the positive charge,
So how's your Heart?

We used to think "good and bad" but now it's dance of Kali,
And dancing more revolutionary than any rally,
Though the symphony can be stranger than Salvador Dali,
The dance must go on, the dark dance of Kali.

Ladies move like the rings of Saturn was a hoola hoop,
The way the word "woman" meant "man with a womb"
So who's to defy the rhythm?
From the hip, side, heart and the chin,
And from the chin to neck, shoulders, elbow and wrists,
And from the wrists to the little chakras in the hands to the fingertips,
It's magnificent: this quantum computer...

We don't need books to read the Kama Sutra,
It's the past and future however it suits ya,
And it's a long way in like it's a deep journey down
In this grand adventure towards the center.
Who sent ya?

I dedicate this to the knower of light,
Those who know when it feels right,
Those who embrace the angels and demons inside,
Through the movement,
The union, 
The music,
The tuning,
Like every pulse was an instinctual digital signal,
Like every ligament was the string of a violin,
Giving voice to every tendon, muscle, joint and limb,

Some say, these are the harps of heavenly instruments,
Some say many indescribable things without lips,
Shaping the space around us so when the breeze blows by,
We make different sounds just by redefining our surroundings,
It's the dark dance of Kali traveling up our spines,
The way an uncoiled serpent is lured to paradise.

It's the purpose below this surface of words:
Man and woman: surrender your burdens,
Man and woman: sing to this song of this one sermon
"There's one dance, one rap, one jam, and two hands to make one clap."
It's the marriage of yin and yang,
And right here there's everything that there is to have,

And you know what they say that illustrates this act,
"For those who don't hear the music, the dancers look mad,"
Making love to the sacred outside the ego's grasp,
Never trust a revolutionary that doesn't dance,
Though it's a long way in like it's a deep journey down
In this grand adventure towards the center
Who sent ya?