home for dah what ye say
that'll cheer adrift masses up
though for dreary realist
it's about another at home
season of watching ole paint dry

Dispell I cannot I hope I don't know
Enlist and truly heed monorut lknown worrier of ole lent word

3 feathers rule to hai
Rather than unerve
what not their 7th

ooh ye born with frailty exist as prey
know time eventually **** ye dead
hence keep hope at bay and die harder

via this lasting
rite of message
life thrive
me strive
though rut coincide
in spirited manner
which befriend and conceal
chronic lite of withering knite
hence toward much needed bliss
let's again embellish hopeful time

via life era of self lite
ones scarred vessel assimilate horse
ones mind ally sheath sword
ones alter wrath suppress wind
ones heart pulse compose ring

though once taught right from wrong
seem breached through lite of resolve
silence toward life and risk at heart
simultaneously invoke lite of host advise

ring must suppress wearer
wind must breathe upon sword
sword must cut though vessel
vessel must overcome lite mare

all via evil in labor tru good at work

empty me again you seem not as full
whats happening to me it seems we're going
welcome back me how your not still there
its all about me what you gonna forsake now
release me before you drain our phantom limbs
singing now to me ooh how empty we become
by golly so that's what at heart the nerve of you
keeping subtle secret from me
ooh me know this part too well your trying to separate
we from us and me
you really don't know me that well huh fool
ha ha me could have told you sooner stupido
that even severed lite harbor brawn
now tell me quick infidel are we destined or fated
choose wisely for us wont you
INCLINED! how did you? whom told you?
me hope your happy now being anew harbinger
yeah yeah me know *** out before what not arrives

take joy from in-equivalent word
subsequent befall figment eternal world
partake in knew order of sword
forsake word that foil independence
know devout are nor ye tru devoted
hence denote and excel lack of belonging
take arms toward codependency fate
keep at bay ill sate of life guise kept
exist as to tru befriend alive concept
though live to homage comprise death

cause i'm prone to cross
ole bridges iv'e burnt
ooh gawd **** hurts
hence whom ever
don't end my ****
makes me pathetic

above ground dawn lite kept
wake bliss short as all's slept
know later era still prolong
by tru name of knyte hort
both resort to seek loss of bind
empowered force due north
aside tru name of hort awkwardly
strive to ever sway search sort
while lite repel differ 4 west daunting might
foretold tact between 2 lax eternal's decide
compass path of tru named hort terrestrial
affect toward all's life aspect
though dusk nake view detect anew lite sate
that'll plow spirited bones and rooted depth pact  
to to turn back end at beginning of wake bound

much like irritable
hurry up and wait
where ye been
not where ye gone
because only there
never gone arrives
hence go now ye
yet stay right there
what ye awaiting for
an untimely invitation

Ooh gawd time nor aid those whom fated to frequently recollect turmoil of what if

Just as time nor aid those whom destined to move on without resolution

Hence through guise of support group many troubled soles encourage inaction

though knowing what should have been done what could have been done what must be done tisk tisk

Ooh gawd
because it's quite easy
to breakup with money
than to walk away from money
I'm financially embarrassed again

just as ye empower
just this ye enlist
just what ye predict
just now ye understood  
though just then ye either
shut out, embraced or countered just us

through genuine kia and host that's he
pretense time our embodied possession
though exhausted eerie silence accost
here ye here ye wake of knot at loss
hence trio imbalanced not set unsound
fret not we are our own profound possession

ink link ye exist from nor through
hence being ink linked ye became
script wrote, site unseen, path forbidden
cause oles ink link venture apart ye of sigil lore

all's be ye favor species over creation

let me be someone before i'm some being

let me experience what i'm nor fated to feel

venture within me nor longer as beside me

take my breathe away nor my brisk life

call out my name rather than beckon me

teach me, lead me though before set tasks

ye must show why all's be ye favor species
over creation

by gawd though via thy morbid and cynical mood of existence
without living supple be thy harbinger of lite so seem

just as subtle incline describe only path of thy harbinger not parallel direction of thy approaching host with vessel

by gawd though what of thy intricate set well without hole that'll inevitably align venture of those devout soles

he he clever ye though seemly adrift what were in the makings has already been set via 1 of 2 sole venture

big bang fated akin to ever venture and beckon above ground mama soil heir of whom neither Anubis or Hades

bro terrestrial mama soil tru heir and destined ally of Anubis though foe toward Hades

he he hail oh gawd beyond evil in labor good at work conundrum

w-t-f i guess anew phantom limb syndrome has stricken my 35/60 deaf sufferance explaining why i commonly rely on subtitled home entertainment viewing
yet i still cant explain why randomly, abruptly and subconsciously i turn up the volume to hear the subtitles

yes message ye of indigenous lite
depleted dune
embodied tomb
sacrilege attune
wanted destined noon
beyond fated dusk loom
hence forsake nor harbinger
for being mortality bound  
yes message ye whom not dispense
with evil in labor good at work

why can't i tru recall sate era of all's breathing noon withdrawal
hence i wanna do over nor that as i've already drawn, set and done

cause via rue i've ill pursued that what not something of someone
through some being due

though til all's above ground lineage uproot lite of site unseen
nothing me task do

i notion nor soon will this diminish era tally up my due *****

hence i gotta go again as nor drawn goes where there's tru feeling without recollection i speculate

though im venturing evidence of whereabouts loss, shown nor found via harbinger era

To often per day or nite
either dope daters or dopes
interrupt my brisk walk to corner store

simply to ask me if I'm straight  
Just as I'm clueless why my response
"Well I'm certainly not bi ******"
angers them

yo bub words out ye don't
drink, smoke or go clubbing
though ye commonly seeking
no hush, no hurry lotta hype  indulgence
recommendation  ye  first truly acknowledge
and try maintaining life's frequent bar tab dues

lil lark via harbinger
evil in labor
good at work
set ye fated position
nor ye destined station
hence ye win nerves
that refrain nor restrict
though ye still know not
why time design space align
toward what embodied confide
this pains ye so dispel riddle
now kia take heed that though
evil in labor good at work continuum
ye always been pure sound of lite guise light

knife gun box
life sought detox
box never felt so alive
gun was shot full of life
though knife not cut through
outfox lite of vivid scythe
knife and gun fight
simply invited box rite
knife in box outta gun sight
gun under box flee set mark
knife open box gun shot
at lite what not upstart
knife now defend all about
gun with no hole triggering
whole detox gift box though
toward life not being of unfold

ooh gawd
if i cant have me
then no life to blend
me myself through ye

trust it'll betray ye
hold it'll harbor ye
touch ye find nothing
seek it'll tire ye
find it'll feel like ye
share it'll misguide ye
view you'll  look back at ye
embrace it'll smother ye
communicate it'll talk with only ye
enjoy it'll keep only ye
describe it'll retreat within ye
grab it'll inevitably fret ye
compromise it'll less mutually dare ye
expose ye gotta be kidding ye
**** it'll only end ye
what dah glory be ye to do with emotion any way

ye whom shouldn't coexist
mustn't persist to feel as real
ye whom no longer exist
may retain possession within me
though take heed being life key
toward our trio implemented pry
ye may often beckon, forewarn and influence me
know ye never consciously govern me

sleep well though ye ticker mocked
know i'm in time shown ye without
hence with silence not in death
be truly how ye stead grasped

no matter dim mind lite
vivid just is

who am life
a 6 foot hole
knew word
who am life
never life lives as alive
who am life
hear life its deaf defying
who am life
whiles at rest is not sleepless humanity
though at rest lies all's silent society
who am life via what not lite

between mind and heart lies what can
either open or shut what not barrier
as well as phenomenally bestow multitude of sounds
via mind to translate pulsating language of heart

truly thou shalt not ****
though ye harm me or mine
who'll eventually end ye or them

take heed as evident kept property
why later give what not yours to give
your life to presumed property owner

as suspected lets again deflect

avow in god ye trust
now die living not life lie

hast my wake of life sung
waken ye all to truly live
without feeling alive

yuh what hurts
how does it often feel
knowing no one else will
how does it show toward
attendance of ones woe
how does it want to feel
through you though also
toward others of whom
care not to harbor it
how does it depict and predict
not being it yet ever you
through those of them for us

lite transition vastness til
only lite result nor remain

hence vast lite esteem begins
with no boundary descend

just as anew esteem of lite
inevitably do set reason to fret
it's own vast yet brief lite trend

lite of nor form often reshape
its less conform lite continuum

oops lite loop hurrah huh

ole ye born of sin set silence of my stead
now iv'e gone through lite phase
knowing no marginal terra beset ascending ye
hence i'm inside though ye truly within
dread not i seek only to behold
where we've tossed nor loss gawd drawn bind

apart from pieces
which frequently empty
my inner void
i remain broken
though whole at heart

Though smart
Smarter than ye
Go get smart

Once ye truly  learn to pickup one's own ****

Obscurity of one's  life subject matter not about cleaning up one's mess

Because knowing that everyone full of ****
said subject matter simply compels one to embrace and cope with insanity aspects of ****

to whom this may concern bro-terrestrial
please confirm whether all's meek bound to inherit plot of earth as result of repeated signs of failure to cease soiling their undergarment

be advise if tru then obviously ye and Anubis are destined to claim varied anew kin though do so and we'll bury you both ALIVE

                                                          ­     yours truly big bang akin

arose by many other means
has not arisen

arose by many lovers shame
be not as uplifting

arose though any other vegetation
be not as delectable

arose by many others subtlety
or order be down right hypocrisy

our sire whom descent compass above ground
shallow out stagnant depth of my crying aloud
i suspect nor respect
i accept nor offer
i expect nor await
i persist nor assist
though via what not allegiance
i sweat, bleed and hail
in astound reverence
my sire whom demand only
life's meek nor fated weak
to bend knee toward presence
of lite sired hoard

alarming be ones life sentence that's indecipherable
though another moot morning of experiencing time
through life's ticker failed to wake me up

habitually through hypocrisy
iv'e turned in my belief
though in actuality i forsaken not
hence later explains why
i'm so weighed down beyond sleep

i am WHAT NOT of darc vegetation
though i acknowledge not parasitical
soil composed of me
yet via grace of destined odds i breathe
which via rite describes me as a hopeful sole
just as i think therefore via rite im ever thankful
toward WHAT NOT embodied being
whom steadily allows me to strive above ground
just as via WHAT NOT lite i do exist for certain
to inevitably thrive through rampant uncertainty

hear ye me where unexpected though here as expected
just as there me detected ye though our harbinger

hear ye me of ole era lax custom via script lite sojourn much
like ye of akin smite toward embodied script essence that's us

hear ye hear ye me don't have to adhere ye differ evil in labor
good at work

to tru detect ye of anew era of once loss beget wailing subjects  
whom fated to appease ole lite custom

though we've task what am me then nor now other than alter particle of power awaiting more than approach of ye

just as lasting breath
without wind beset
lesser longing akin
hope adrift in between
time though not within
it's span has surely redeem
whom kept at bay my fret

Ooh gawd why has modern gals whom aren't comfortable under their own hair resorted to wearing glue traps

Nothing to write home about
No one to hear out
ye frequent pouts
Which habitually compel
Ye to welcome alone
Anyone there to come on out
Moments as ye boldly approach
anew ye slowly steps out
finally ye that of enlist being
Whom worth writing home about

elusive past won't explain ye
exclusive future don't determine ye
though now ought bestow ye
inextinguishable qi settle ye

though **** hurts
most **** contemplated
hence some **** not complicated

its astounding what thought destined to be experienced
in actuality via human condition is not to be encountered
hence fabled or figment eternal life off sets ye of living script
and embodied host