Break the monographs, mark of your affliction
It's ominous
to my nimbus
puts violence
in my spectrum
It dents perception that I worked so hard to achieve
The weather
is never
in favor
clouded what I believe
Push that transformer default off the edge
The pieces will be picked up by men assembling a new logic
Change those words of yours
Change those words of yours
Change those words of yours
Blackmailing policeman, fake weed by the pavment
Youth prostitution clan, cafe gatechrased by an elephant
Pickpocking on fullmoon, clothing and jewellry replicants
Newlly wedds honeymoon, scoreing whores when partner present
She got the blame, who is this man with my ring she mutters
English same same, respectable men become jesters
Cambodian waterfalls, national treasure is overcrowded
Inmoral bootycalls, ignorence for travel ahead
Conforming signal, girl took me to her hotel
Security call, suprised offender told to go to hell
Easy meat-market, caucasion profils higher rank then asian
Economic orbit, treated like air by his own the vietnames american
Haggling network, scooters and cows in all valleys
Frogwomen at work, labour refugees, exploited burmes
Arrested husband, cuffed and dragged naked threw a lobby
Bribed freedom, his accuser triggerd divorecery
Ladyboy decois, land ownd by alien real estate agent
Disel stained turtles, poverty is a kodak moment
Happy ending, all pearls are cast to us swine
Junk burning, all is justified under the sunshine
All heil the king of mediocre at his peak
My life is his dandruff falling down on his collar.
In one way all his demons sits on his shoulder
All sin ascend beyond their rescue stages
Sin flourishes when sane minds plot
He tantalized my tantrums blind spot
He recoils disconsigtions spine
His thoughts are out of date
And his methods of act deplete
Enduring a tornado trying to catch his breath
Our fruits came from the same soil he labelled
And he left my ration cosmetic or tin-foiled
When I realized what initiated his strive
All that known hunger became passion
Hunger for power, knowledge and wisdom
He hates me because of his mistakes
The success of eating his own labelled fruit
Cain´s mark is on your forehead and Pan stopped playing the flute
Follow he who claim the land his
Then pay to eat trademarked for what is rightfully free
His ego has the power to spare everyone anarchy
He cut of the trees roots for limited growth
His personal agriculture fits in a balloon
Titans are small, leeches are large and no one settles for medium
They say a picture can describe a thousand words
But I can describe a thousand pictures from one word
She’s like street art. She was electric and I made her smile, smiling electricity
Water is fatel around her, we meet on the ocean, emaculating tritonity
She like a jungle and I found her. Strategic in combination with appealing wilderness
The game rules she seemed to know. I didn’t want to play thou, to obvious her tactics
She’s the most sense my journey had so far in this turmoil of drunken movements
There’s always something missing, she’s a possibility of my aware absence.
I don’t know the mathematics of her mind. Life is all about education
Saying you don’t want to learn is like saying you don’t want to eat in starvation
She’s a new language, all verbs and constantans and I want to learn her.
Put no faith in love at sight, I know the yurn when the right person occur
She’s the person that the situation requires to amplify its haze
Then that sample just sticks. The break of sonic silence my life plays
She’s like a song you stick to after hearing the first time
I can imagine her touch can massage the universes spine
This poem came from her name, now part of my personal display
Tomorrow I might never see her again but she is today.
They say a picture can describe a thousand words
But I can describe a thousand pictures from one word.
suckers
(2: hanna / cancerface)
Today I wish I was the only population this planet habited
The reacquiring cuff that sounds like cancer stages
The endorphin gauge is low, food tastes fowl and morbid
Body fluids drying out like the bones of serpents
Sound recosheing in my skull like reverbed hate debates
I would never change myself due to someone else be
Silhouette soundtracks composed by violins of dire straits
I can’t prevent someone change themselves due to me
Drink the alcohol of schizophrenia, what sobers the insane
Intoxicated you deal with a black hole identity
Hung-over worlds have no orbit only a supernovas flame
Sucked in to someone’s ugliness or beauty
Awareness is the consciences noisy neighbour
