Pure contamination.
Saturated sound to stretch the source foundation,
Shell shocked souls,
Lost in the texture of the vibrations.

Chaos ensues,
An aura of auditory.
Reality renewed,
Dreams flow forth
The false world skewed,
What is true?

What is false?
In a world of sheep, herds, and cults,
Wrapped up in the mentality, that results

In brain trauma.
End life with a period,
Never a comma.
Miscast minds molded to tubes,
Hooked on drama.

It never ends,
Moments of mania,
Here and now, no amends.
Spray my soul on the concrete,
And I'll transcend.

Any and plenty boundary,
I flesh fire from foundries,
To aid me in my quest for the eternal bounty.