I've been taking a circuitous route
Only camels and Arabs
Know what I'm talking about.
Round and round and round
My mind turns about.
Now never again in my life
Will I try to doubt
Who I am
and where I will be.
When the evil within tries to get out.

Its time to reroute./
I've gotta reroute. /
I've got to get up on my feet
And shout. /
I've wasted too much time asleep.
Only ****** at myself
Because during the time I've spent
Trying to dig deep into her/
I have totally forgetten
Where I was and who they were./
Those who held me back/
gave me plenty of hugs and daps/
but made my time on earth a blur./
I love my brothers so/
And I lift them up
When they're low/
But when it's time to go/
**** its times to go./
Open up my crusted eyes
And let the Suns holy glow/
Help me grow./
I just hope that when I rise
I begin to know

I've been taking a circuitous route
Only camels and Arabs
Know what I'm talking about.
Round and round and round
My mind turns about.
But never again in my life
Will I try to doubt
Who I am
and where I will be.

Camels and Arabs/
I often wish I could walk
The land that they have./
Yet, I walk the land
Of trends and fads/
Expensive homes and tags/
That make me see everything
I do not have./
Only to drag me further away
From my true path./
Desensitizing me of
What I'm not suppose to have/
And throwing me on that circuitous route./
Now that I've figured all this **** out./
I'm going to backtrack on my life
And add in everything I left out. /
Reconstructing my mind
To make it my vibrant home.
So when they ask and say
"Klash, what took so long?"
I would reply

I've been taking a circuitous route
Only camels and Arabs
Know what I'm talking about.

The capped monkey worked
to fill up his cup of change.
Cents that made no sense
To free himself and hopefully his people.
What is your purpose?
Capped monkey.
Why are you here?
Capped monkey.

At the highest amongst your people
All with the help of money.
How can they be amongst you?
Capped monkey.
It is because you are controlled?
Capped monkey.
I guess that means we are trapped
Like ants to honey.
Now we all look like dummies
Because we decided to follow
The capped monkey.
So I say...

We have to look past the delusions
We have to look past the disguises
We have to think through the illusions
And open our eyes.
He is like I
Yet he is controlled and capped
And he who controls him
Has all of my people trapped.

Everything we are suppose to know
Is hidden.
That means whoever hid it
Has the right to tell us
What is written.
All to change our way of life
With efforts from the capped monkey.
Ahead of his people because
Of how he was trained.
Assisted by a large sum of money.
You know what's funny?
I bet his leash is like a bungie
So if he does stray from his controller
He is snapped right back
Into making us all trapped.
Who knows how these years will play out.
Therefore, I shout...

We have to look past the delusions
We have to look past the disguises
We have to think through the illusions
And open our eyes.
He is like I
Yet he is controlled and capped
And he who controls him
Has all of my people trapped.

"You have a beautiful smile baby
Why won't you smile for me?"
Is what my mother tells me
On a daily.
I am sorry but these days
It's been hard to get out of bed lately
I feel like I am by myself
And something has got ahold of me.

I know I am beautiful
But the media tells me otherwise.
So I try to conform
To attract attractive eyes
That's dressed behind
Conceited lies inside minds
That could never realize
We need to be ourselves.
Not what we see that is televised
Or plastered about
That make us have doubt
In ourselves.

You see, I battle these bipolar demons
They rest in my mind
And sometimes I can feel them scheming.
I wish I could enjoy the ambience
Of life
But they've robbed me of my happiness
And turned me into a *******.
They've distorted my truth
And robbed me of my youth.
Left me battered and bruised
And it's hard to figure out
What to do.

I know I'm not alone
But my mood tells me otherwise
The voices in my head won't stop
Telling me these demonic lies.
Showing me visions of my death
Right before my very eyes.
It's become a fantasy of mine
To see the crying faces
When they realize
They will no longer can see mine.

You see, I battle these bipolar demons
They rest in my mind
And sometimes I can feel them scheming.
I wish I could enjoy the ambience
Of life
But they've robbed me of my happiness.
Stripped me naked
And dressed me with sadness.
Thrown me in the depths  
Of sheer madness.

I know genuine love
Makes the *******
About face
But when it's absent
Or gone to waste.
That is when
They are back in my face.

You see, I battle these demons.
These **** demons.
Lord please rid me
Of my bipolar demons.

Do not my name nor think of my presence because at the moment I am lost in the music...

It has taken me to a place much more simpler than yours. A place where a life of routine does not exist.

A place where the lies and screams of your world are muted and never heard. Where the volume chokes the life out of juicy words that spill from lustful lips...

Do not come to look for me or think where I have gone because at the moment I am lost in the music.

It has showed me a place where I can select my feelings and fantasies of that one beautiful person without worrying about rejection and shame...

A place where I can re live the good moments that I have lived and fast forward through the times that I have cried.

If you really wish to find me...grab my hand and let me lead you to this world of mine. Where we can create our own memories and fantasies and together become lost in the music.

My love for you
Can not prosper
Without a love for me.
What's left in me
Is cold and dark
And it rests in my heart.
It influences my actions
It influences my choices
And blindly steals my happiness
From right in front of me
Leaving me hopeless.
What have I done
To deserve this madness?
I've let evil distort my view
Of love
And I view that evil
As a knife
That I have turned upon myself

If I have gone crazy
That is for you to decide.
I give you my wrongs
Because I can no longer hide
So this is my heartbreak suicide.

I've ****** up
With all the women I've met.
Either I cheated, lied
Or left.
Now I am alone and stressed
Hurt and depressed
Because it's like
I ripped my ****** heart
Right out of my chest.
Yeah, these are
My heartbreak suicides
And how I've killed myself
On the inside.
Because love is blind
And I've been chasing
That blind *******
For some time.
With this gaping cavity
In my chest
Stumbling over lust
And wasting time.
Losing my ****** mind
More and more each time.
Love is suppose to be
Patient.
Love is suppose to be
Kind.
What they didn't tell us
Is that love is
Transparent.

When we chase and search
It only leaves us more hurt.
We fall and refuse to get up
And we forget our self worth.
Committing atrocities to
Feel less hurt.
When in reality
Each atrocious act
Has only set us back.

What do we do?
Do we keep up the pursuit?
Of something we can only feel
And only look through?
Or do we wait?
Until it unexpectedly drops on us
And make our souls shake.
I guess I should go with the latter
Because I'm tired of feeling
Bruised and battered.
I've made the choices
That have led me here
And my heart is shattered
From the falls.

I am reaching in
And pulling out the fragments.
Piecing it back together
With no sadness.
Praying to God that he never again
Let this happen.

Who am I to decide
If I've lost my mind.
I'm just not accustomed
To change and what comes with time.
I've set my anger loose on the inside
And this is my
Heartbreak suicide.

I use to know that face
Such a beautiful and familiar face.
Time has kept you away
And you've changed your ways
In the midst of your troubled days.
Your beauty is immaculate
And your smile puts me
In a love ****** phase
But I can't help but ask
Who are you?

You are who?
There is no way
This can be you.
It seems as if
you've lost your way
And who I thought
was the true you.

I am lost
And you seem
to be too.
This rendezvous
Has my mind
In wonderland
You are Alice

And I am Alice's Absolem

I hope these words
float to you through the air
And you inhale
Everything that I have to share.
So when you exhale
You feel my longing
To be trapped in your enticing stare.
As much as time has passed
I can't help but ask
Who are you?

You are who?
There is no way
This can be you.
It seems as if
you've lost your way
And who I thought
was the true you.

I am lost
And you seem
to be too.
This rendezvous
Has my mind
In wonderland
You are Alice

And I am Alice's Absolem.

Christ and Satan walks the earth
Between three and six am
when drunken minds wonder their worth
And the powers that be possess them.
When its come to me and them
I am more in between
Than the seem down your jeans
That splits your *** in two.
The black **** in between your tiles
That you can not clean.
I do drugs
But I am far from a fiend
I am drugs
The one the people crave
And will always love

I am the rising son
Brighter than
The morning sun
From a place where
the heroes run
And the ******* children
Are always shunned
And made fun
I am the rising son.
The Nephilim

Keep your eye
to the rising son
For my light within
Is far from
The darkest dim.
I am Nephilim.

Far from the normal
Yet close to the insane.
Enlightened thoughts
swim through my brain
As big as Jonah's whale
Covered in flames from hell
and from above.
Those that are blind
Would say that I've gone mad.
In reality I'm just sad
And depressed.
Because in this mad world
The brightest minds are oppressed.
I am obsessed with the thought
If I am blessed by Jehovah
Or have I turned over possessed
By Satan and his aura.
When it comes down to this
Wicked **** that I've spit
Upon this page
You don't know ****.

I am the rising son
Brighter than
The morning sun
From a place where
the heroes run
And the ******* children
Are always shunned
And made fun
I am the rising son.
The Nephilim

Keep your eye
to the rising son
For the light within
Is far from
The darkest dim.
I am Nephilim.

Four *******
And a third eye.
This is the answer why.
We need more before the end
Draws nigh.