She had the poison in her veins I was trying to **** it out vampire doctor trying to tough it out radio blunt in my mouth receiving the truth of the devil thought I was a running man till I bottomed out on the level where accidents happen reality clappin' praising my downfall she's got the poison in her soul and I'm the cobra of the year...
Strange how rain falls like time passes ones and zeros stained glass of our past rosier than we remember darker than September wish I could go back wish memory were dead marching on like ants on a hill my will, and it's not steel my passion for tragedy has a fixation on old mills spinning in circles I'm caught in the drain funnel of mayhem funnel of ******* high on life, we chase the goals of the dope game higher and higher expecting our lives will all change I question the Lord more than I question myself That's why I'm lost cause you can't question the Law's land purpose is powerful peace is potent patience is placid power is purposeful you can run around and question the question the question the question but have the integrity to answer and you're adorned with blessings high towers fall in the storms of change tranquility is denial of the form of truth acceptance of truth's realities transforms us
I taste it the elixir of the problem of war power is an addiction addiction is a cage to be free, we require power to break addiction's vice grip so you see the conundrum a paradoxical illusion it is placing our faith in the infinite that we grow loose the bonds of human decay and sow what God sows my belief is in the wisdom of man to choose divinity those who choose death are the eternal wicked enemy wasting the fortunes that we will harvest in the times to come when humanity is free to love and love as one.
A bit of stream of consciousness here, but I enjoyed it. Might record it for TikTok, but I need a good backing track.