Deployed in retention
Ensued with belation
Contain the remittance
It’s a conveying of detention
I know more than the knowing has held for us
Knowing is but a contemporary insecurity
Redefine the concept of insecurity
I am nothing but the moment you lost
Inside the absence, I refuel the abscess
Do you want to know more?
I doubt you could even realize
The perception you create
From now to then
From then to now
Realize how little you know
How little you have to know
So you can know

Debate with me again
Tell me what is right
I’d like to know
Not because its right
Not because your true
Not because I want to know
Simply because
You need to express yourself
You need to rid yourself of this perception
Speak to me of it
Tell me all the things
I will tell you what I think
Evolution of the individual will occur
Evolution of thought
Find the reason and the fallacies
In your perception
Pick at the bad parts
Eat them
And learn

Debated in conveyed restriction
I am nothing but the moment of insurrection
Tell me again where I left the content
Where the mind of the moment delayed
I am nothing but your true self
Your delayed self
Can you tell me what I am?
Tell me where I am?
Tell me who I am?
Try again
It might work
Maybe I’ll become what you envision me to be
But to me
I am nothing
I am everything
I am the abscess
I am the whole
I am the void
Tell me where to go
And I will devour it whole
With my little eyes
My little perceivers
The tools at my disposal tell me
That I need to reinvent the perception
The conception
Birth me again
In your mind

Are you repentant?
Inside the mind of yourself
Don’t lose it
Don’t get lost
I can’t tell what is going on in there
I want to know
Please tell me
Please help me understand
I want to help
I want to learn what is going on inside the universe of your mind
Share with me the troubles you experience
Allow me to partake in your perception
Please

I know how long it took
I know nothing of how long it took
Share with the pair
I tell a tail of sharing sharers
Insight of the denial
I combine the telling contraband of retroactive contradiction
Tell me again where I lost my soul
Maybe I’ll find my mind too
Lost in the seas of the sky
Floating among the dirt of the clouds
Dusting in the space of our abscess
Continue for me
In absence of me
With me
I want to show you the stars in our puddles
The grains of sand in our hair grind a song of continuity
Sleep tightly so they may gravel out the notes
Grind and grind the grits of doom
You are telling of a certainty
Continued in absence
I want to retell the tale of telling
Do it again in the absence of abscess
Share the wound with me and I will spit in it
I will mend it with my hate
Tighter than any bottleneck
I will captivate the death of your soul
Share with me the light in your death
Share with me the continuity of your mind
I will delay the momentary perception for you
I will love you from the rinds and mends and molds
I will devour your soul

Siphoned into dissent
I relinquish my contention
Debated in correlation
Insofar
The contemporary relinquishes the devised
Control not what is visible
The invisible rules over all realms

Betrayed by consciousness
The robot denial all of the proceeding
Conqueror of denial, distributor of confinement
Proffer me an offer
I wish to buy you, your soul and mind in its entirety

Fervent fever of delight
Redempt in the case of corruption
I correct the cause of liability
Sell me in the attempt to reconcile the death of the world
I am not the world
I am not the moment
Felt in the current I redeem the liability
I corrupt in the face of the sun
Surface me
Bury me
I will not content with your mind
I will mend with your mind
Rend your mind

Contend again with faces emboldened
I will revisit your grave
In the future when I receive the power
The grateful redemption of the dead
No longer will we contend
No longer will I attempt to match your prowess
Nor shall I ever convey my mind
We will redeem ourselves to no one
We will continue a contingency that is without a doubt
Killing us

Inside the mind of the betrayed
I revisit the contended
I delay the death of our selves
Revisit me in the grave
I will cuddle your soul
Sell a marble to me
Lets roll on towards the horizon
Bones in hand
Hands in bones
Clacking into the dawn
We revisit the past
The future demands this
The contended reminds us
We are never more than here
We are always more than now
Contend again

Lets sell ourselves
To the minds of the fallen
The delighted denials of constants
I regret to inform you
There is nothing more
Nothing else
Than now
Everything else is something too
But merely nothing as well
Contend for the attention of the birthed one
The knowledge reminds us where we died
The blight is in our stomachs
Growing slowly
Aching lightly
Oozing into creation
Bleeding into abstraction
We are devised from the roots of the ******
The ****** roots of reality
Stretching and growing
Ripping the atoms apart for its own use
Contend again within the mind of the root
I am not the befallen
I am the risen
The blight in our minds
Reminds us where to die
Where to devise a route of denial
Sleep once again
Fair prince of pain
Seep into the rains
Seep into the sewers
Into the roots of our minds
We devise a plan
A plan of action
Of inaction

Contend again
Defeated again
I Don’t Know
Where is the past
Where is the future
Nothing exists other than now
Now is not then
Then is not now
This is now
Now is gone
Tell me again where the pain fell from
I don’t know where to begin
The house or the field? The garden or the bed? I regret to inform you
Its all in the head

Are you contempt?
Within the solid house of glass
The defeated doom that glances within
I am nothing but the moment
I am not the current
I am the sustaining force of delight
Fear the contempt
It will corrupt

I am the sliver in the nail
I am the naked king sitting on his horn
I am not the moment
I am not the current
I am not the content
Feel contempt for me

I am nothing but here
I am nothing but now
Revive the death inside of each of us
Insight of the betrayed
Cognition is waning
Do you hear it too?
The wails of consciousness
The deceit of the holy one
The holy contraception
I am nothing but the current of content
I am the moment

Inside again within the life
Defined by muscle tone
Contrabanded in defeat
I am nothing but the doom
I am nothing
Nothing but the moment


Inside we revitalize
Outside we toughen
We are nothing but now
Fear me
Fear them
And you will learn nothing
Be brave
And you will die

Inside outside
Within without

I am ****** to the hell of consciousness
I am the moment that dies
I am the current that stops
I am death
Death revitalized and contrabanded
I am nothing but here
Writing now
Dying now

Somewhere in cosmos exists the death of us all
The life too
Don’t get too one sided

Inside the redemption of contempt I am the corrupt definition of the self
I redefined the definition of doom
For I am doom defined
Leave the constant in the past
Its of no use in a world without death
So fear me again
So you can lose your insight
Fear me life
Lose yours too


Defeat is a state of mind
A consequence of denial of the moment
See again and you might win
Just look at it again
It might be different than you expect

Contend with the reaction
I am reactivating
Fear the concept of deceit
It will devour you whole
I am nothing but the moment
What are you?

Inside the complex designation of contemplation
I am the revival
You are the defeat
Contend with me again
I will fight until the life comes into us
I will revitalize the death
The death will contend with your soul
Sell me another
I will doubt again
Nothing ever
Again

Inside the doubt of the mind
I am the revitalization
Within the concept of consecration
I am the defeat
Hear me by the hairs on your spine
I am tickling all that is not alive
Fear the concept
Defeat the deflation
You are not here
I am?
Do you doubt the moment of perception? That is a mistake
Do you conceive of a creationistic method of defeat?
That is a mistake
I am the defeat within you
We are twirling together in the abscess of contradiction
Hear me, feel me
I am within the essence of your soul
So much for another
So much for now
There is nothing but the moment of perception


Inside the mind I revisit methods of the past
Concepts that doomed me
That deemed me insignificant
Inside the mind of the past
I revitalize my concept of the moment
Teach me
Old me
Teach me
I am nothing but the moment
Teach me what to do
Memories

I am the insignificant momentary delight
I am the empowered defeat of contraception



So here we are again
Defeated in a pool of blood
Paralyze my soul
I am momentary in this body
Feel the curves and edges
It jabs again
Can it connect?
Can’t it reconnect?
I want to be part of the whole
Just let me go
In to the darkness
The abyss
I am sufficient in contemporary relativity
Its nothing more than a content of disbelief
If you deny any more
I won’t be held accountable for the conveying I deceive
Heal me for I am dying
Let me be left
In the death
The hole of life
I am nothing more
Than this moment


So again, we recite the conveying of messages of old
I am nothing but here so don’t get excited
I am in the deceit of the contemporary
Is that not enough?