Eques rise to the heart of the sun
Shine your wings and glide through the hole
Magic muscles dance like fire underneath your glass skin

Beautiful horses take us where
Fluids of the body speak in prayers
Faces merge into the moon
Blood from organs for the child

..wakes at sunrise, black

Half of a visage burnt by the sun

Eyes that saw him rise and grow out of hell into the meadow
Float above the town and say that love is 'bout a brand new way

Insert a dream in your mind
Free from men with beards
Spirit troll looks like life
But it is not real
But it is not real
Flee from men with beards
Free from men with beards

Real is very real
Comb my hair
Make me alive

Lyrics submitted by Freemasons

Magic Muscles song meanings
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