From the seas he returns. Our ****** feet, reunited, grind into the same grimy ground He has returned threatened and escorted He is the inescapable praying prey, cornered by im/mortal forces
I/we, the Iām mortal, the stunning Gorgon mask with The dummy serpents squirming and lusting to be unearthed, We march to bring justice to love and *** We protrude the fiery blood red tongue at his feet.
Take flight, exhale, touch the sun X marks the spot in the center, the bullseye, the end The flesh creates the reality the squealers shriek and unbolt the doors to reveal the contaminated stains of truth