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Dark Scriptures. Vol #3 |
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since 2008-12-03
Posts 186Toronto, Canada |
Life started in a circle with a pentagram in the middle My conception... Left the 'egg' fertilized in a brothel that transcends time like a castle. Employees that phase out hope with herbal I can’t shed anymore tears! So a stand I make! Shiver... When sounds of bag pipes skim the landscape I walk alone, the desperado in my flow preaching a cipher Expanding circular from my point of origin. The beacon pinpoint's death's ripples from my location Thoughts that architect the foundation for the next generation I anchor my cravings in poems cause I suck at painting. So abundant they shatter my surroundings and prevent me.... From peein on a burning orphan unless you paid me A classic epidemic of Schizophrenic Conversations turned angry The subject... Giving a drunk diabetic Christmas cane candy I'm hooded-evil, so evil even Hades can’t stand the sight of me I'm lethal when I besiege you like Julius Caesar A simple life? Fantasy... The only thing I learned in elementary Was to extensively end a dispute in fatality Not my fault they hit the ground, blame it on gravity I thought it was a good idea to drive... feeling tipsy! Now the visual is... crimson holes flowing from my hockey jersey The chronic condition of drinking has never been told so graphically The black market buys and sells human organs Old-fashioned fascism and anatomic Capitalism I'm just trying to let yall know That letting by-gones be by-gones won’t stop the crimes Cause when the slugs fly and the rivers dry Your soul is the first thing going bye!! I'll start this pilgrimage...in damnation Battle-stations, ready the fierce trumpet Ready the drumming boy Folks, it’s a rush...when wild battles clash. A man-at-arms suddenly sounds the night's alarm. Thought's so ageless won’t withdraw the chainsaw from a nameless maw When I step in to a world, I show dominance Abundant bitterness eclipses the glimmering of greatness Not far from the vivid avatar I seek to witness Ever seen a body convulse... To the rhythm of a heart's fast paced pulse Cause of thoughts that were cherished, turning out false? Sudden spasm shakes the frame a sound devouring as flame A shame, thoughts alter perception like a transvestite on the cross My seed, lost. My soul, crawls across 'bars' and pours out 'sauce' Glory of the rich...beyond dreams. I seek injustice... What I am you can’t alter, alone or kneeing at the altar But still...'Def' bows before no deities!!! But still experiences awe under gods tapestry and with things considered the greatest of mankind My mind seeks degrees, but is too high for the syllables to shine The dawn dissolves in tears beyond this gloomy atmosphere. A far-off vision gazing clear shuts us out with doubt and fear Life is a perpetual lease with odorous peace Burn down 'great chambers', and I ain't talkin' about Solomon’s tomb I mean the liquid cavern of the womb where life comes out screamin I'm talkin about a crescent moon up high when you’re grounded down so low no one can hear your cries I'm talkin about Bush marching orders that divided us For over priced oil and a free nations crown Obama is cheered throughout the world, is that fame? Can he remove the blackening stains? Can he sweep away the remains, of what once was into the sea? An insanity plea it seems, to live life free without an admission fee Damn...that burns to the third degree, a car in the wall at grand prix Your name on a list of deportee's or heaven's door reading "No Vacancy" Not accepting the likes of even Ghundi |
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