our world is a grain of sand to the universe's mass
the Sand stacks, & time spilled off the hour glass
through time, elapses the good and the bad shit
during the forever sands flow.. soley to establish
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leaving rubbish, retreaving luggage.. the plane haults
insane balled up in motion through his plain faults
..a mission breeched, vision beseached, he's staggerin'
his leg twitched as he wished he had it scanned
as the bone-structure ripped, puncturin sin, skin toned
within the swellin treated, smellin heated from brimstone
a warrior angel, point taken when he say "fuck the bull"
stayed where few lain, he knew pain while indestructable
spray rhymes
what you call nightmares, he experiences in the daytime
lay mines exploded, just say minds erodin'....a poet
sprinkle in an eyes twinkle..sworms are faded "less dumb"
capitulated thoughts sliced thin in a formulated spectrum
look it up kid, i can keep it simple, or shiftin' complexity
sands not less than me,
but swirls into black holes to watch the dimentions flee
twighlight submergin with time's light, he awakes an
dont speak to reduce the stakes of his lungs to cave-in
one statement... death & bein weakened to stop thee
grains of time seemin', lost in his eyes gleamin' glossy
back to the plane's begginin, travisties claims sinnin'
cuz this sandmans in the biggest rutt hes ever been in
with the life hes lived... no wife or kids, basicly deprived
a thrive on lies... the silk enters as he patiently dies
Sandman... god? myth? legend? he, we're rememberin'
a deserts growin brim.. sand brings us closer to heaven
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whats the point? some nonsence talk or babble
similar to why run? when u can walk to travel
be clear of your surroundins its profound when
the Sandman has ur eye to another mounted
as for the moral of HE... what had become of this man
u should know sand's quick,
.............................or is it that ur slow in quicksand?
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