Escorted myself beyond the belts and now recording in the orbits, forces killed the rigor mortis of a tortoise, portions where I went through weightlessness and now I'm facing this destruction, surely ducking ultraviolet rays erupting, resulting in an alien hare with sights I only will share, and using flares that blast my past to the outcast, at last, enduring the punches that bunches dwarfs into somethings, I finally touched the whole crest that proved the texts, complex, I now will stress, there's many heavens times sevens, beyond the stars, just where you are, take part, implanting dreams, that always seem, to form conspiracy past what is really proved a thing, a stream, that gleams beams, that make you lean, towards clean, invincible visuals brought to faith individuals that will know this world's gist to you's only pitiful, scared to move, past what is making our preachers preach revelations, and got the world only stating that they are faking, they taking, what only is left that rests in bodies with breath, that's how the people turn left past morals kept, now slept, who will accept, what really's true, past blue, skies that mark disguise into the eyes? It's signed, that we must know, what makes us grow, to be for sure, in that book of life where things are so, not broke.