Close your eyes for the moment.

Seeing clouds billow in the Horizon.

Smokey skies surround the light emitting from the mouths of the creative.

Punished are those who dare to shine through.

Dreams are limited in discretion but plentiful in oppression.

Keep it up kids  blow past the corners.

Line up with the narrow road to the kingdom of the new world.

Tred slowly for they have not gained the momentum to catch you.

Whilst convincing them of the future trying to convert the rebels.

Conformists calculate, delegate and deliberate but none can Contaminate.

Get angry at the light hearted thoughts of going home.

Highten senses cause for unbalance within the scale of followers.