Watching the sun set over splitting horizons
As dimensional tides rip the ventricles of your mental design
Inventions of the mind venture for extaterrestrial guides
And tension resides
In those repenting, only meant to survive
Cause all this time
Their pride coincided with investments of the physical
Hit em like a ton of bricks
This illusion tricks with visuals
Forgot the rituals of spirituals
Like they lost in the desert
Living in mirages of swimming pools
But the facade is outstanding
Leaving all of man stranded and dancing in sand
And advancing with no chance of an answer
Cause thats not part of the plan
As told by the branches that brand
That art is part of the cancer and famine thats plagueing the land
Like pagan religions,, individual visions
Division is the schism that wills em
To the image of killing
Innocent women and children
So I sit back rocking, as I rot to this
Waiting for the nothin but the fuckin apocalyspe.
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