ive created something to live for...
i have created something to breath for
im fucked up....
i lost consouiscness or what i thought was bliss
every remedy taken fom merories each kiss
the lich rose fromt he dead to hiss away the glory
each story walked into the wrong territory
a stich on my arm where i fell on rocks
or was i just falling knocking the learning blocks
wont deny that
seen too many blood tears drop
a remedy turned to slop
tendincies turn to hate
a simple fate for all humanity
vanity of our backyards grows
as the new snow fall descends
i rend er each boardwalk alone
as i roam a barren landscape
litterd by metals of old
i was told...
if you dont know who to thank
youd wish it was blank
a fishtank world
glass surroounds us ready to break
so we take another breath and wait
the debate to settles
i cant seem to mettle again
frame the same thing each day has been
i would pay omish but gods asking for souls
the death tole another sheep faughter for the slaughter
I remedy in theses tendincies to love
each rhytmic bending see, realeses a grey dove