Synthesizing, calculating catharsis
two Gods merge w/ alliance and ambition
to mirror back gathered knowledge
from the past ages
acquired by fleshy vessels
of scientists and sages

No ****** suppression
no natural transgression
we've come to abolish oppression
w/ a revel obsession

The night is upon us

A group of girls
want to take off their shirts
Three sets of large *******
sculpted w/ Apollo's own hand

A drunken man
sees a dead cat corpse
a woman lingers near
she bites a chunk
off the dead corpse cat's ear

Hey
be a good girl
don't leer at me w/ broken eyes
we don't fear them anymore
The crisp combat of your voice
it holds no more ground
We all speak
with the same blemished breath

The womb is gone
though don't be afraid
you'll return to her again some day

Open those eyes
peer softly
peer w/ gentleness
at this so called
victim gentleman

Look on to those w/ love
it will mirror back into your soul
heal your matrix mandala

Mature w/ me
your mesmerized mind
and maybe we
can fix its
freaky fractures
and
capture forgotten laughter
and
keep it here
forever after

I wonder what it's like to die
an angelic ride into the sky
no longer faced w/ reasons why
exit soul
the wise eyes rise

Respiration in the union sky
the veils lift as you rise
Angel songs
demonic cries
as you leave the body
you despised

We were playing with spirits
dancing mad w/ delight
oh splendid Dionysus!

Subtle sips of the forbidden wine
and I finally tasted
the banned fruits of Eden

Shangri-la da da di da

w/ a sporatic blend
the crowd walked on Neptune
the blessed leader of good vibrations
cosmic shaman

cast away the common folks demons
watch the collective cruelty
finally dissipate into ether rhythm

The spirit is w/ me
and we can dance on deaths door
dance right here
on the edge of the sphere
wearing only a hopeful smile

Ode to the martyr
who showed us the way
the path he paved for us
took him to his grave
his will not forgotten
we will not betray
beauties nor beasts
could keep him enslaved**
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The martyr needs his death
as much as all the rest
He was a great warrior
who fought beside
his one true king

Then the Gods did decide
that for the greater good
they would take the life of both
so that the people firmly understood

The action of tragedy
catharsis

it burns up our fear
brings us hope and honor
an unveiled perfect wisdom
born of hubris

To the people who burn for revolution
who seek the warriors of good
know that his sacrifice
is a waking call
to push back against the evil
that took his gallant soul
he now lays as carbon
in the cool soil
the tension boils

The pyre flamed w/
a blazing fire
investing the souls
of three spirits higher

A sacrifice worthy
of transforming the souls
to warm the Gods
with the comforting coals

Burned
A black magic priestess
the king of savages
his unborn son
the fetus w/ kings blood

The woman w/ white hair
the widow mother
the unburnt mourner
claims her reward
three lizard monsters
who trump 10,000 swords

Beauty is ugly
and it smugly hates
what rots and clots

Ugly envies
beautiful entities
Circles for centuries
recycling endlessly

Blue eyes, Flowers, Eden
Bleeding infected corpse
Death, rot and insect feast
Birth; new ****** life
take thy first breath
rise from the decay

We desire perfection
to rise above man
we often forget
that life comes from death

Except the flaw
lower your jaw
make love
with your wrong, wet mouth