I'm better bitter.
Cross my heart. Watch me die.
I fortified the sky
with my ever so clever mind,
then colonized the divides
that hid like lice on shifting tides.

I am the truth.
The one, The only
Soul Possessor of Proof.
I chase the **** like raids of troops
raining down hell on breathless boots.
Hoops and hoops, it's all I do.
Who knew the stew taste so good?

Grade A Plutonium patience
ingrained into his creation;
I'm in this game for the glitches.
Bet these mitts wont miss it.
Be ready for when **** get's real.

Hold the hard R, pass the small L,
rewind time then expel.
Crown the king. Sound the bells.
It's been found - my rabbit hole to hell.
Home bound on a lickety-split spell.

Personnel parallel to the view box,
unload your wisdom unto us wee rocks.
Chisel past our flaws to our resolve
and free us from that which scars.
Hearts on hearts should be enough.