{Retro Penskills...}..World We Know...
World We Know
Sometimes I sit wondering, blundering through Truth
Or what's supposed, and Who knows it but the bit of Proof
That always Seems to be non existant...but I'm persistent
Dwelling in this existance, to existing only to insist
That what's out there isn't only the world within our palms
Or the psalms revered as sacred, while we drop bombs
To disintigrate, make the earth naked, laying fake tracks
And They claim to build, but they're just tearing down facts
In fact, even our foundations have been shaken
Taken and thrown away, and no...not mistaken..
For Leftovers left past too many days, rather, been replaced
By what we're Fed to think, but the information's Laced
So they can Trace back to the origin, foraging for hints
Of a larger invasion, not to stop it, but to cash in on the Prints...
So why am I babbling this? Gradually working through...
To produce evidence of an empire secretly merc-ing you?
I like to see it as, File closed, but the Cabinet's open
So I flip through cases...trying to catch the gun smokin
Hoping, one day I'll open the dungeons of Egypt, unleashing
Bees and Polly the Sheeps, but it's not America's Fleecing
But the fleecing of fleeting memories...broken down and beaten
Clouding Eyes not meant for seeing the hidden Reasons
Why are abductions supposedly staged, but played at night?
Shadowy figures, rooms illuminated to blind their sights?
Given all the right, to pursue a proverbial state of smiles
Only until we wander on crash sites and green miles...
And though I've seen viles, and piles of unidentified remains
Nothing's changed, still can't believe government claims
Claiming Deep Throat's insane, a liar, Swallowing my Words
When all along They've been re-nouning their Verbs!
So don't be foolish to think, that this kinda Thinking is done...
Cause the Truth is Out There.. and uncoverin has only begun...
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Originally Posted by Mag...
