Kundalini Rising
© May 31, 2017 by Bob Anderson
From: Serpent Power

Situations, demanding salutations
Sometimes even confrontations, without a referee
Incense burnin’, feel your insides a-chirning
Morphing desire of yearning, Life in a higher key

Rise, rise, rise    rise, rise, rise    rise, rise rise

Make me stronger; help keep my bran from wander
Turn off the switch “auto-ponder," Ignore the ramblings of my mind
This old engine, used to run on just one piston
Can be tuned to precision, soul and body intertwined

Rise, rise, rise    rise, rise, rise    rise, rise rise

Sweet surrender, dump all your shit into your center
Grind it up until you render the essence of divine
Kundalini, open up the bottle of the genie
Tantric lover set me free, gently coil up my spine

Rise, rise, rise    rise, rise, rise    rise, rise rise