searching for the roots
the fruits fall all around,
which came first?
the addict or the patient.
a doctors death sentence
a priests condemnation,
the hills are alive with the sound of simple minds
the toils of labor
reap what is sown
unmarked graves
unmask the corruption
coursing through the dead blood of masked politicians.
neurons firing and frying betwixt the temples
a static wave of indignity
just show me how to be free!
or pulsate with me toward distant nebulae
which came first?
mans fall, or mans salvation.
all transgressions will be remembered
all sin will be forgiven