Demons possesing me.
Dreams of green,
The devils symphony.
I feel like heavens number 1 enemy
I don't know what is left in me

But it, must be somethin cuz I'm still here.
Burnt out, but still clear,
Distant, but still near.
Falicious, but sincere,
No fears no tears,

A rare reconciliation,
Seeds'll die in the dirt.
I never ask why it'll hurt,
Or try n avert

What is bound for me,
Cuz I know the strings of fate are sealed.
I know I gotta be careful when i make a deal,
Or fake whats real,

Cuz it's dangerous to cross the line into reality.
Nominal fallacies &
Common knowledge will warp all of your moralities,
The ebb of the galaxy
Contained in the centurys mentality

The pain grows like a disease,
Devouring seeds.
Spreadin across seas,
Leavin nothin but refugees.

In the wake of the terror what will they make of this era?

Destructions on the agenda, more then you can imagine.
Kids are dying, and yet politicians are laughin.

Cuz we live in a world revolvin, around the green,
No one cares about solvin ,the frowns of fiends.
They mean as little as the crushed dreams of teens.

All that matters is the dollar,
Thats what they tell you, yo you dont need to be a scholar.
All you need is your impala.
The iron grip of globalization around ya neck like a collar

Brought to a boil.
Surrounded by snakes, so I recoil.
Trying to get in touch, with roots,
Buried in soil.

Severed from salvation,
Every lucid step,
A dreaded sensation.
My only consolation is getting lost in my imagination.

Sick of expectations,
Obligations, and motivations.
I forsake the guise,
No longer seeing blind,
Like the complacent.
I make my soul sing,
And embark on planar navigation.

Star struck, by the façade,
Sick of living a charade.
Inspired by the insipid,
And starting to see thru the fog.

Brain shackled & maimed.
What other way to explain?
This indescribable pain,
Looking backwards towards the past.
But it will never be the same.

So much to do,
So much to say and feel and think.
Inside are pieces of a picture;
Deeper into the canvas I sink.

Trying to follow my own way,
But keep getting lead astray.
The only thing that keeps me going
Is hope for a better day.

Constant constriction,
Bottled like pop,
Check my diction.
Mirror my thoughts,
Feel my pain,
Fact or fiction?
Peer into what’s been wrought,
The, endless affliction.

Must fight on, to right wrongs, n ignite the dawn.
With tight songs, I strike strong, cuz soon I might be gone.

Summon infernal,
Vessels of truth,
To shine internal.
I unfold the weave n write it down in my journal.

You feed the vulnerable,
Raw fictivity,
To breed the cultivable.
Fertilized minds,
No activity.
Living blind in the bind,
Simply captivity,

The gaping maw sputters forth.
Never to change my course,
Charge forward-
No lament,
No remorse.

Find the force,
I strive to refine my mind so I can die alive.

Drastic measures, plastic fetters, my past I’ll sever

I feel the pressure,
Far in the stars,
I see a treasure.
Fighting for freedom,
Resilient rage you can't measure.

It permeates my every waking moment.
On my shoulders, lies the onus.
Nothing but obligation to strive
And rise towards my magnum opus.

Back to ground level,
Don’t know, how I will cope.
Remnants of hope.
Strain towards the sky,
Tighten the scope.

I feel it in me,
Crippled radiance designed to shine.
Coming to grips with the undeniable truth,
That we’re all born to die.