Testo Mind Roots

What's over is over
The mind must travel upwards
The body grows roots
The bottom's earth
The top's the sun
The middle realm for humans
In 8 directions
Will you let me live longer than mum?
Will you let me grow roots to the ground?
Maybe you'll let me live?
Down in the dirt
May you let me go?
For the life we buy
From the gods of low