Severely hyperactive mind
To keep up with a age of sensitive depressives
Or to morally go where no end is close

I

Allotted in lieu of this knowledge
Give it away

Every taste of bitter fruit of vine
Much of tender entanglement between you and I
And, so any enlightenment also blended - now dispelled

The magic is of Etymological contradictory
Reverent souls whom despicably chore over us
And the managers granting Death a pass without your consent

For freedom, for your freedom and the lives of lawve

Please be quiet, be sure to not awake the myth
Make sure you keep as far stretched as humanely as possible
Surely it'll turn accordion, to combat your intake of fresh air

The grips of mice are like mine

be where,
beware
&    
or
NO,
Know,
be in transition.