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Cunning Linguist Apr 2015
Floating,
Above my body  
Questioning my
own Reality

Harmony surrounds me
peaceful tranquility
emanating,
all encompassing
auras of reverie

Atmosphere defies my shape
I will undefine
Shapeless (be ethereal)
Nameless (nonexistance)

I am stuck fast asleep now
Lost in a pensive meditative state
My third eye is awakened
Liberation from cyclic existence (x2)

I am washed with zen
Cleansing me of my own sins
Real 
Bliss exists it's intrinsic

From One we stem
As One we'll find our way
No more pain emotions unfold
No more pain, No more straying

Open
Your mind
Focus
New light
(Floating above my own body)
Lyrics for my band's new song. I will send a demo upon request if interested.
© Subnuba 2015
Lyrics by Reid Donovan, Derek Wilkerson, Adrian Ocaña
Cunning Linguist Apr 2015
Amidst the wreckage wheels spin in place
The billowing smoke it suffocates
It's just a nightmare
Or at least that's what I'll say
So close your eyes and just drift away

In nonbeing maybe you'll feel whole
When reality doesn't even seem real anymore
& Your dreams and hopes they wash ashore
Distorted and morphed, my amour in the morgue
An old excerpt I omitted from one of my old poems I just rediscovered.
Cunning Linguist Mar 2015
My dreams and life
contrasting in the abstract I
feign to transcend
an awakened state-of-being

Grasping,
with one foot in this existence
Lapsing,  
One in the past,
dreams of a distant dimension x2

Crashing,
This corrupt, clandestine system
Gasping,
I can't surpass
my haunting demented visions x2

GO!

Pray for forgiveness

With overwhelming power in hand
I'll bring an end to it all
This all-consuming cabal, *******
I'll bring an end to it
All

To the hidden monsters flying in the
night sky, always gazing          
Ever secure, beneath a crux of
watchful eyes again

Through figments of our minds
we're always hiding not surprising
Clever volumes
disguise the truth of awful lies
They reign
Lyrics I'm working on with my band. This ones almost finished.
Cunning Linguist Mar 2015
Heed not what you perceive
Enthroned inside a hopeless dream
You won't see tomorrow
Oh the throes of woe that follow

Order and fear con-
tinual indoctrination conditioning the masses
minds exposed to so-
cietal disease and fiction, damnation
Order through fear per-
petual misinformation
Transitioning to madness
Minds explode to de-
monical seeds of destruction
The eye emblazoned

With a sonic boom
Fate spins her loom
Mushroom clouds in full bloom
They fill the room
Wrought with endless gloom

Spell a certain doom
Now they're entombed
All reduced to statues
No ones excused
Global destruction

Patience, save it, face it
You're under watch
Forbearance, inherent
Ignorance apparent through our existence

Fighting til my death
Masses rising, the
Angels sing-Angels sing
Fighting til my death
Senses fading (I'm done)
Angels sing-Angels sing

Descending into the mind of Chaos-
The semblance fades
Triumphant, turn the tables
Now wake up
Arch-angels blare your trumpets

The end is nigh
Ride pale horse, take me to the edge of celestial shores unknown
Ascending light
Ride pale horse, take me to the edge of celestial shores unknown
The debut single from my electronic/metal band "Subnuba"
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Cunning Linguist Mar 2015
Tongue in cheek I detest you
Hand over foot
Make a peep *****
And I promise I'll ****** you

Bad tact I'm a cesspool
Festering in the nestle of your daughter's
well developing *******
Everyday I follow her home from school

This unnerving pervert unearthing fervor
making ya catatonic &
giving your heart murmurs
Nurture the thought
It's just the tip
(Of the iceberg)

Gotta stir the paint before you make a mural
Ma'am, I'll purloin your ham purse until my burial
Don't be a sourpuss

It's final
I'm vile
And I swear I'm not a *******.

Want some candy?
Cunning Linguist Mar 2015
Humanity is tainted and now leaking everywhere
In a world where people jump out
airplanes after stacks of money
To a din of sirens blaring,
War drums thrumming
Funny you'll do nothing;
It's a racket designed to create the distraction

To the hidden monsters flying in the night sky
Ever secure, beneath a crux of watchful eyes
Masters of disguise bend your will to their lies
Subconsciously shapeshifting acquiescence in the absence of light

They operate in obscurity
Conglomerates of impunity
Urgency manifests necessity
With a propensity for depravity
Slaves lulled to a fake sense of security with false promise of luxury
Compulsively regurgitating propaganda in delusory quandary
Happy little sheep march willingly to the teeth of the Serpent machine

Ominous omniscience mixes with
Sensations of bodilessness
In a state of godlessness
Whenever my conscious surfaces in this clandestine system
I sell my soul to purchase debt and let repercussions fall upon my children
A paradigm; with no ethics the center is an idol,
and the world had forever idolized the god money, Belial

Imagine
A carnival pageant, with parades of tyrants tirading
and masquerading on the world's stage as lavish savages

With overwhelming power in hand,
I'll bring an end to it all
If you gaze for long into the abyss
It will stare back into your soul

Pay homage to barrages of sacred false knowledge/unacknowledged
It lodges to your consciousness as it takes you hostage
You think you're open-minded but suffer from mental spillage
Then brain begins hemorrhaging like a glitch in the matrix

Global massacre is imminent
Our abandonment's no accident
Caricatures of government act as the Devil's advocates

Insane It's us against them
Zionist Superfriends deciding trends
designing and framing an outline of the endgame just for sh¡ts-n-gigs
Hands reach through the tapestry pulling you in and unrelenting,
Secretly from behind the scenes

Portraits of dishonesty
Stripping you of all life and liberty
Symphonies of screams
systematize in perfect symmetry
Enslaving and slaying humankind -
They've exacted brainwashing
to the science of chemistry
And mold your mind
with the subtlest alchemy

Media blackout;
Credits tapped out
Better act now
before the stock markets
collapse down

What's your plan when **** hits the fan,
will you follow The Man or fail condemned?
Now bow at the feet of the ministry of tyranny,
Head lowered in defeat *preparing for the guillotine
Cunning Linguist Nov 2014
To be in the void is the absence of light*
A boy in his blight, may
s  c  r  e  a  m
and  c l a w
With all his might, calling out for God
But He wasn't there
...Or chose not to respond
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