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Bring Me Back When The World Is Cured

by Sadistik x Kno

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1.
Burning Suns 01:28
Bring me back when the world is cured I dreamed in black under burning suns
2.
While sun drenched blood-red hands hug suspects Drum-stretched skin grins back in a mugshot I pray sunshine lights paths of the once lost Mud-pressed steps lie intact by a dug plot Live pay-per-view of the paper cut militia Where they hate to love a winner if you make it out the trenches Flaming arrows came blazing down breaking our defenses But I can’t complain I’m on a plane playing hard to get Watching rain rain wash away, pain and arsenic Walk of shame stayed weighted so I take it all in step Painting counterfeits on my countenance in vain to blend in crowds A mouth without an alphabet can’t shout it from the mountain tips Bed of flowers head of matches catches til I’m left in black Birds of prey may peck in packs, my vertebrates a Jenga stack Peckinpah pecking paws inserting fangs in every hand The purple stained the exit bags and turned the bread to ash But you don’t know Looked up to god but he jumped the shark and left me hell borne Maybe it was a mirage or a facade I fell for Asbestos in the head electric fences left the shell torn I’m spellbound, tell me how you turned the sky to foil now Let’s burn the midnight oil turn the insides gold Learn to live like coal all the ghosts I know Lurking in my home perfect form When the part I cut looked just like red accordion Breath ammonia each step reflects the mental loneliness Babylon tower heart is acid washed catatonic Static thoughts anaconda caws from the albatrosses They build you up before they cast the stones Place you in a grave then they dance upon it casting spells Past lives plastic shells and vampires detach themselves I’m in a world by myself I don’t need your help Look at how the dreams all fell to pieces when you’d secret tell Your shallow ways drowned your deeper self But you don’t know Costumes that are not decor Lost within a foggy world Monsters in the closet doors To talk to them I stomp the floor Morse code more skulls Ossuary’s god-devoid I’m so wary god forbid I live in sin like martyrs were Hundred teeth all carnivore Puppeteers saw my bones One of me there’s lots of them Know why you broke my heart before Dying’s just a part of war Lies can seem too hard to form L’appel Du Vide I call to voids Sometimes I feel like Lobster Boy Soar away so ornate Coronate with sharpened thorns Captive by the schadenfreude Trapped inside the darkest sewers Starving like it’s Yom Kippur Starving like it’s kwashiorkor Drown me like I’m waterboard Get more than what you bargained for Faustian got your soul Down the street don’t cross the road Godless souls don’t count the sheep Know how to sleep in haunted homes You don’t know where darkness forms Supernova stars is born One of me there’s lots of when It rains it starts to pour But you don’t know
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If the earth is empty so am I I don’t like to socialize I’m so like the ocean tide Back and forth so polarized Used to be so Ultraviolet You should see me open fire Usually the ghostly type Eulogies with no goodbyes Hide my body below barren trees Then spare me from the caring when despair comes from disparity They’ll probably throw a party when they bury me Stars and Saturns are just target practice when my barrels ring Parity’s a parody these parakeets keep parroting Anything they hear or see even if it’s heresy Caroling carrying the notes they know no clarity In Paris smoking kerosene to periscope in stereo I toke until I’m aerial veins very varicose Pain-bearing Dario Argento gentle terror strokes Paranormal voices sound like karaoke Echoes getting very low wary souls got buried with the marigolds Looked up to father broke my neck everything got so complex Reflections seeming older yet I know I haven’t grown up yet Is this how it’s supposed to get? Kiss abyss til co-dependent Sisyphus got stoned again lit candles wicks on both their ends Acid spit til no ones left manuscript like rhododendrons No descendants cold descent smoke arose with no dissent Choke on roses poems left no one knows or noticed yet Grow a lotus hope it's kept in focus quotes are so inventive All my thoughts are constellations Leave the population on the surface lost in observation God is not who made him watch him talk amongst the ravens Plus the piece I keep’s unregistered no Asalamalakum I’m so vacant always seeking closure from the destitute Lungs becoming numb its from exposure to the metal fumes Locusts in my central view hopeless sentimental tunes The earth is empty so are you its growing in my ventricles Empty as the moon when the light glows Empty as my view when the night falls Emptiness consumes all my diodes Empty as my tomb if I die old
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Ghostly Key 02:32
Car fumes poisoning my state again Darkroom I only see the negative Only show one side its like I’m tidal-locked Dark moons grow inside me like it’s 9 o'clock Their knives are sharp but my pens a Ginsu pent against you You Pentacostals can get pins in tissue pent up issues I‘ll press a pistol at your temple if I’m pessimistic This impressionism isn’t that impressive is it? My rep is automatic sipping Cazadores lifting casket doors, Red flags get the horns or pass the torch I go through green I’m like a Master Sword Ocarinas match the tones, golden sheen on cartridges I know the Link Between music and the woe-is-me In seeing beautiful in hopeless things I’m piecing truth into these so-to-speaks Notes’ll ring around me all resounding in a ghostly key Sticatto spicattos sonatas in soprano Get stigmata when the high notes go vibrato or legato Obligatto for Da Capo, music is the language When life becomes a prison you can use it to escape it
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Apple Valley 03:01
My father used to give me 16 quarters for the coin-op My mother used to try to give me orders I would boycott I ignored good advice like it was poison Palms pressed on head again to make the voice stop Arm, leg, leg arm, head then Rakim Coming out the noise box running from my choices I never listened to the television Hellish visions in my cell still they sell me prisons Embellishments that I tell in prisms Spell it eloquent without it feel irrelevant Angels not compelled to visit Cell-division when I split in half Evil Ed it’s simple math I bleed a bit For every single secret kept And the terror builds a hundred fold Please remove these bloody clothes Carousel of ugly bones Where it stops nobody knows Bullet wounds like honeycombs Poking through my sunny skull ghosts of you still humming slow Welcome to the nothing show I used to wake up to sunlight in the orchard rows Rosebuds ho-hum glum like I’m Orson Welles Spoke a different language Orca whale Stuck inside a war Othello summer nights in tortoise shells Feeling like I’m born to kill morbid stills clung to lungs Bordetella My father used to read me horror tales Words struck me like a scorpion tail, Every years the same now no more footprints on the playground… Days passed like a train passed slowly Flames massed beneath grey-cast skylines I stayed sick I wouldn’t take that quinine Bright light life became plain black twilight Why lie? waylaid into nothingness I used to find fireflies under honey crisps Age made fine wine out of ugliness
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Carnelian 02:48
Christ died but I didn’t left blood pools I lied in it Find my penance inside penmanship sun rays bright lights emanate Skies tend to break life imitates strife mental state’s what you make it Roses froze on your shoulder cold I huff the fragrances hold em close Olfactory bulb masterpiece poured gasoline on my brain again Brain stem got plucked awe-struck hard luck came and went I remained relentless Stained with scents so I take em in razorblades came to graze the skin But I chameleon when I change again stone heart carnelian gradient Alien radiant rays within, 86-ed from Arcadia Thoughts so heavy cranium stayed uranium from not forgetting That’s mania I stayed in cuts like salt assaulting my radius Please save me from the solemn moment, call upon a savior Your christ died but I’m alive in hindsight I might’ve died Upon a cross with albatrosses fireflies in cyanide Get acid washed or idolized I had to watch with idle eyes Revitalized in Babylon I babble on in spiral lines [Sadistik - Verse 2] Christ lied through bluest opals rained so much turned to an ocean Beautiful a new devotion fused to bone my cue to go Like cuticles accruing silt from digging graves for funerals My light is immutable I’ll highlight it with Luminol Look outside my window wind blows intonate my impulses in tempo Ten toes down memento crescendos left no sound echoes deftone Chest full of the maelstroms how come death shows face when the clouds come out? Mouth to mouth they breathe my breath I seek release then redirect From down and out to Jesus wept Bout It Bout It it to The King of Death I’ve been drowning out full speed aheadI found my balance on needle heads, That poke the skin I pokerface can’t show the pain or opponents win, Hold a vase full of frozen rivers shown displayed in open ribs Your christ died but I’m alive in hindsight I might’ve died Upon a cross with albatrosses fireflies in cyanide Get acid washed or idolized, I had to watch with idle eyes Revitalized in Babylon I babble on in spiral lines Fear is just a mask Fear is all we'll ever have
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I learned to die in a slight inertia Verse a vice never vica-versa Serpentine when I write in cursive Curse inside me I’m dybbuk box-like We’re still hiding within the moth-light Ursa Minor or just the frostbite? Compliment yet they clench their jaws tight All their limbs get imprints of dog bites Steal like Chris Paul get steel like Paul Pierce You’re disciples a flock like Paul’s peers Longinus all your ribs get hog-speared Psalms and hymns make ‘em lift like God’s spirit They talk of the fodder they heard through the vine I walked on the water and turned it to wine I’m rock of Gibraltar the words are divine My hearts only darkness I learned to define One hit blood-let em Frank Booth in the booth come get love letters Velvet tipped-tongue gun gripped in confession But I be too lifted there’s trees in my chest Ivy grew in him there’s keef on my breath While they spewed venom I’d reach in the depths Life is too pretty to keep me depressed Wifey too gifted I keep her undressed Disaster artist gets catatonic Cats get skinned for acting brolic Turn a hallway to a Jackson Pollock Always choose my own lane Turn your high horse to glue that’s low grade I grew from propane, ablaze in tar-patch Sank like Artax then bloomed a bouquet I remain with my head in the clouds Heart in the crowd Shoot my remains in your veins You're a part of me now Open third iris, shut your arteries down Touched by angel, got some head in the clouds Dope, in the hood like white power In the night hours, crown me king me While the knights cower, throwing bright flowers in a light shower As we parade across razor blades On pins & needles and the beds we made While Lady Luck plucks the heads she braids For the dues we paid, debts we saved Although prey became predatory Too much truth nigga, dead the story Too much proof killa, there's ya Vorhees Get up through Jenner, where's your car keys? You ain't seen shit & you don't know jack Got no LoJack, can't track no way back Hands too dirty start to feel like paws Nails so strong they became like claws Now you're only down for ya bitch and your dogs Even bit the damn hand that was pitchin you raw Under stench of the law, one phone call Man bites yall Didn't leave the whole clip in your jaw Asphalt don't talk, streets do whisper Same bad hand with some brand new blisters Toucan Sam with some brand new pistols Block alarm clock sound a lot like missiles We've got issues to rip through tissue When death kiss you, she don't miss you And she's unlisted, ain't no chances You just missed it, ain't no dances Forget that
8.
Neptune Skin 01:57
Dreamt I was lost in space doing aerials Solar flares in peripheral look like marigolds Chest dissect throat full of herringbones Strawberry moon so aglow with the pheromones Close my eyes it’s Hieronymus Bosch Chisel cold bones show a skull full of fog Open wounds grew turning snow into salt Orbit through gloom with the locusts and frogs Hurricane mind cried perfect framed skies Vertebrae changed to a serpent shaped spine Circles stayed bright time so bird of prey like Bounce between planets that reverberate cries Staying silent in the nebulous Neptune skin raining diamonds into emptiness A mix of violence with delicate Burning up alive until I am with the elements Spontaneous combustion
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27 Club 02:22
The silver-tongue of Silverlake psilocybin still awake Ceiling’s strange watch the villains skin begin to peel away Feel the pain you should be afraid before you meet your maker I don’t need to pray I keep the hatred in my DNA Like Saint Peter upside down inverted crosses all around me If it’s evil let it in and if it isn’t not allowed I’m balling out lost again in haunted houses Copperhead with cottonmouth if I get crossed I cross em out I’m walking through the fog like Ming the Merciless Talking to my dog I’m David Berkowitz Slaughtering the false I slay like Perseus Watch me when I walk I’m making turbulence I’m god to them you’re all my sons, okay? I stay Copernicus burn em down like a church from Burzum now Murder trial style,smile when the verdicts out versatile I wanna see your blood to put some iron in it Bottom feeding scum can meet the higher quicker 27 Club ain’t shit if I ain’t in it All my heroes died at 27 So what's that mean if I'm not with them in heaven? Dark dreams that I see through the depression Guess I need to start meetin with the reverend The wasps say it’s a phase that I’m going through Look within I’m amazed by the point of view God-like in a state of unholy fugue John Wilkes linkin rows from a vocal Booth Daisy-chaining my decaying state into a Great Escape Razor blades trace the veins, crazy made me Baby Jane LSD from the clouds, maybe I'ma make it rain Tablets on your tongue, join the cult, let the flavor aid Don’t forget my name when you’re burning the books I been floating through space like a worm on a hook On a steady diet of depression and petty violence Some drugs make me energized others gave me heavy eyelids Mesmerized by the darkness inside me I should be dead I’m a carcass surviving I dug a grave in the center of the galaxy I made it shallow to reflect your personality
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10. Disappear featuring Gifted Gab & Mibbs I dream blue Blue Dream makes my lungs full Levitate slow grew wings from the blunt smoke Sun-stroked bloke spews green out a cut throat Never Div the pack gift of gab been a blood oath Is this pact of trust or just hope? Or Zarathustra that Thus Spoke? My girl body hottie in the plush clothes Momma sold the shottie but my Rottie got a snub nose Yo look at all the bodies when in flood mode GODMODE paint a Rothko with the gun smoke Put my open heart up in the Prado Back it with the dead canned laughter from a talk show Left-Hand Path until the moss grows I’m in outer space just a lost soul I saw a bird floating right above my palm Though, swallows singing crossbones like it’s gospel I can roll a blunt better than them bitches in Havana Ask your baby daddy he’ll say I’m a bad mamma jamma Baby I been spittin grammar since Bananas in Pajamas I don’t know what ya’ll hittin on but my shit go Hammer So hammered, eyes slanted, red light yeah I ran it Too hot, no plan on landing anytime soon Zoom through, that’s the moon in the rearview, how cool Now you roll two before the vibe’s blew Volume turned up til the dial broke Hotboxing in the space boat, wild smoke Not you rolling down the window, wow bro Put a couple clouds in the sky from the pounds blown One night I hit the indica and started thinking Why don’t eggs taste like chicken? What come first the egg or the Chicken? Is the universe glitching or am I trippin In Tampa got some shrooms and started mixin We was on tour wit Mac Miller that shit was different Rest in peace to Mac Miller that was my nigga I think that tour was the moment when he start sippin, tho) All the greats get lifted Willie Nelson rolls joints while he get his braids twisted Snoop threw me a blunt in mid convo wit some bitches Got high wit Wiz & Spitta when they first minted their friendship Too many stories this a snippet, nothing specific Were all pretty high & this dinner is delicious Im finna disappear in this joint right here
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My lady made a copper crown changed me to a proper noun Maybe I’m a meteor but you could never comet down She floats across the kitchen floor in a cotton gown I kiss the sores Mrs. soars like a spotted owl In candlelight you’re my dandelion pollen count Anywhere you step no longer common ground We’re feeling cosmic when we talk amidst the lost and found Revealing sonnets when my heart emits staccato sounds Home alone sipping sauvignon til we’re comatose My holy ghost eyes like jewels in two gopher holes Frozen in a photo frame saved within the Kodachrome Bouquets that you grow displayed radiate from chromosomes I wrote a poem for you everyday I hope you know that you’re the death of me We turn the moments into reverie You got me where you want me now I’m hoping that I never leave I was found inside a black hole everything you touch turns to a floral scene Beauty under surface perfect coral reef Aquamarine aura forms around a sorrel queen Laurel wreaths and flora born beneath another storming sea I’ll wade it out weighted down by your fragrance now Choral queen sings and then the quarreling is ceased Anchors down wait it out until sun-rays come out Sacred vows can change a quarantine to a shade of forest green What a fantastic world to set fires let ‘em play in ashes Animals and empires that ventilate to gas Hands curl like a dead spider skin is made of glass We can dance under the red skies like immolated matches Watch the smoke come from the evergreens Spelling quotes of how you better me I hope you know you make the embers breathe You got me where you want me now I’m hoping that I never leave
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It’s torture to me cuz now I’ve become accustomed Forced out of routine, I’m like the leaves when the gust comes Winded, can I achieve what I once was? Always was so timid and not touchy with my loved ones Too busy putting someone’s somebody above some All I give yet given nothing, grumpy picking up crumbs People telling me i’m something, giving up thumbs As if to know it is to feel it but I’m just numb Stunned I’m not, can’t untangle the stomach knots Do drunken talk, unstable and stumble, walk Away from problems but unable to snub the thoughts How much longer till doves and angels of us can swap? Hiding’s enough betrayal I’ve done it lots Lying saying I’m tough as nails like what a crock Hard to accept change, it doesn’t stop Till one day you expect rain and it doesn’t drop It’s raining outside anchors of mine weigh on my mind I pray for a sign praising the sky’s sacred design Take in the sights painted in spite pain and the strife Arrays of the light erase the night make it mine I stay to myself state of my life halos on fire I waded in hell wasting my time angels have died There’s mazes and lines razors and mines fakers and mimes Tracing the lines plagiarized savor the times, Maybe I’ll shine but I’m made to decline am I? Tasting the wine divine made from your Christ I’m blind Patient I’m pacing praying embracing the vacant Rage against light that’s dying aching aside I’m fine Look alive still I’m flayed with a knife Took it in stride villain mosaic design Crooked lines undefined I’ve been saving for god Sanctified Monet-like colors raining outside
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One step away when I stand on the terrace Kill what I hate made me channel Ramirez Casting my body in Plaster of Paris Gas light looking like a gun’s to his head Little black cloud follows me like a stray dog When I have doubts rain falls on my halo No matter the issue thoughts never lessen Adam and Eve still taught me a lesson Why make it sweet if they won’t let you eat it? Get what you want and they won’t let you keep it Serpents assertive they’re showing their teeth Their words for the birds it don’t show on my feed I love myself better than you I’m in Heaven If hell is the present I meant it for you Did I mention I mended the wounds They amended the truth ‘til it fit an agenda for you Now watch me bloom I talk to moons I walked the plank stayed all consumed You’re false-accused,I’m fossil fuel Too far from you inopportune It’s always dark I’m nocturnal I fall apart by molecules Become distrusting I’m not immune If you don’t love my ugly it’s not for you On the outside looking in always Get on my case it’s a cold case Head full of cases from short-range Head full of flames get the propane Anyone in range gets the sulfate That’s an acid bath for the plastic ones Storm-chasing’s fine but there’s more to life Everyday is like an act of god Formations form until I’m fortified One step away with no sign of relief Watch how I slide when I glide on a beat Say what I mean so I die with a meaning Matter over mind when the mind is in need Won’t find reprieve my assaults relentless Absolve the vengeance, pour salt in a circle Ward off the henchman, no god attendance Or virtue look how they mock and desert you I’m a bag of skin that’s on display Phantom Limbs still poking wounds Re-animate what rots away examine it Attach the skin and hope it moves, On a kill streak with no attachments Heart is so freezing Nome Alaska No cap mama used to sing until her breath froze Exoskeleton that won’t crack ever you can quote that I listen when they’re fishing thick skin gets ripped when They talk out their gills with indifference quick to nit-pick If its different then watch how it feels from a distance I earned my presence wasn’t gifted I turned the seconds into minutes I’ll burn the heavens if I feel like it You could lose it in an instant I’m showing the glass I felt in my soul No wonderland when I fell in a hole Embracing the weak leaves a shell of the whole I take what they leave watch it melt into gold Like the plastic ones Storm-chasing’s fine but there’s more to life Everyday is like an act of god Formations form until I’m fortified
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Shotgun in my mouth the one that god forgot about Paint a Pollock on the wall hieroglyphics for the fall I exist in mortal coil life just isn’t for us all Tried to find the silver bullet lining in a waterfall of Morton Salt Projecting suicidal thoughts Life-rafts they threw grew to nooses I endured I gave my heart away so they could brutalize for sport I ate up all the pain until it grew inside my pores I’m porcelain ignoring any moment I’m alive When the Angels that I cry to are frozen in the sky (They don’t listen) I’m sickened by the vultures in my mind Always sulking in the lies so I soak em in some lye (When I visit) Matador gored by two cattle horns Center is an apple core joy is an afterthought Made of matter but I matter not laughs are aftershocks Alabaster albatrosses captured in an act of god No need to fear the devils hands leaving here in exit bags Hell is other people, right? Tell em I don’t need my light Dreams of mine ending with the deicide Even I’m upended by the scene of my intentions (A sea of imperfections) A dog hiding from the dog days God died below the crawlspace Only onyx in the hallways Chosen topics always toxic Watch it make my heart ache The tar tastes sweet the hard rain’s sleet I know I’m celestial but the star-gaze ceased Swallow all the medicine til sharp pains leave Never chummy I’m just chum when the sharks came to eat Hands they extended look like open mouth squid Amiss in the abyss friends will throw him down quick Buried in a shallow grave no one found him In Aokighara Forest or an Overtoun Bridge
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Going 55 down Mulholland Drive I smell the pollen from the columbines Baby I am yours I'm your concubine Drunk off the falsified gods and their watered wine I swallowed pride The author writes what he authorized I watched the water rise higher in this jar of flies I caught her eyes before they cauterized I saw the heights of the sickness it's a symptom of the Modern Times I don't subscribe to the popular thought I stay unpopular hide with the poplars in thought And play philosopher a populace without a proper cure But hydroponic chronic kind of a connoisseur We're all a bunch of liars make sure your con is sure They conquer viewers with constant mantras to mock in chorus While carnivores eat each other I just watch in horror I'm not surprised but I wanted more So I'll cuddle with the cuttlefish fish for love cut my wrists Sip the blood come to grips that maybe I just like the taste Save me from the tidal waves spare me the recycled phrases In a chariot the angels carry me to higher places I don’t serve the masters like domestic dogs Had to let my passions kill my past to resurrect a god All my exes dead and gone excellent who’s the next to go? Heart grew smaller over time that’s why I call it nesting doll Pushing 95 on the 405 Bout to put my ride on its side, prolly won't survive Proposing we toast an explosion, noone should cry When I die, throw the noblest notions of me aside Let your mind hold the coldest devotion frozen in time No goodbye, feed that regal lie through a needle's eye Redefine what it means to recline in seats of iron So when I throw my rope in the sky just leave me high Hold the line, when I lead to the brine I sea divine Sleet or shine, free the Clementine from my feeble Mind Paralyze, no one knows where you go when you expire So desires can be deified if you're feet to fire Tree Of Life, might go hasty when I seek to see the light If I'm reading right, it's a sign I'ma leave tonight Might take the exit off the 105 pushing 105 Bout to put my ride on its side, hope I don't
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Quietus 02:49
I think this is my quietus, instincts always sing quietest Turing has been quite a test , I blink and I’m on fire I don’t wanna go outside, got the weight of the world inside Gums flap but they’re misguided, thumb tacks stick into my eyelids In dreams I can see violets, I weave in between silence and Screams when I seek solace in things that don’t bring solace I think I can reach Zion one day if I bleed often Roam catacombs I hide in Burn bridge til I live island Burn bridge til I’m with sirens Furnace when I get fired up Her kiss can rescuss vitals Joan Arc at the witch trials Watch world through a bleak iris In a field full of pink iris I’m filled up with grief lifeless But still want to be righteous I think this is my quietus, instincts always sing quietest Turing has been quite a test, I blink and I’m on fire No love on a strict diet, coal heart turned into a diamond Poke holes in it with a trident, if you don’t care why’d you try then? Cry oceans to Poseidon, will they listen, do they hear you? Send locusts from the Bible, ten plagues sitting in my clear blues Tip-toeing while I’m on a tight-rope, see evil while I wear a blindfold No fear we’re all gonna die soon, those tears must’ve been a typhoon My fantasies ring violence, my pen only inks ricin These sea levels keep rising, see hell when I read climates These preachers are never pious, my teachers we’re better liars I sleep on a bed of razor blades, love letters unrequited I think this is my quietus, instincts always sing quietest Turing has been quite a test, I blink and I’m on fire Feel stuck in between vices, ignored all of their advices Set mines detonate my mindset, dead eyes looking in my windows Bread crumbs leading through the wildwoods, Redrum when I hold that knife grip Cold shoulders so I get the ice-pick, turn any moment to a crisis Is it loss if I have to die young? Time go by with the bygones Die twice like a messiah, why try when I’m pariah? God strike me with your lightning, my neck hang it by a kite-string These strings puppeteer violins, these wings leaving me flightless Poke holes when I get defiant, before the ghosts all begin to riot Never know what the total price is, without dark we can’t see the light hit I think this is my quietus, instincts always sing quietest Turing has been quite a test, I blink and I’m on fire
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GODMODE 04:08
Rainfall rainfall, come until the pain’s gone Wash away the small-talk cutting me like chainsaws AWOL change blue views with the cray pas Sketch it with crayons embed it in chaos I’m better than they are make sure they all taste salt When they utter my name make em numb with licain Migraine lay up under my brain why change When there’s none in my lane I reign while Drops fly down just to wash my crown Deluged when the god cries out, they choose To be moth-light bound, I knew my noose Was a tear-drop shape on a off-white clown Watch em grow into trees that I roll for relief When I smoke disappear then I’m gone in a blink All my spit turned to pearls then I broke it in pieces Take out my skull just to soak it in bleach All I ever wanted was the pain to appease I’m afraid All I got was a change of the seasons, make me believe in the phase of the beast I release when I trace it in cement and leave it The rain makes the leaves wet (buried under sea-level) Stayed on the defense (wary of the she devils) Talks are so toxic I’m not interested I live in the underground walking with lepers Oxygen levels are nada persona non grata I author stigmata armadas of trauma I’ll burn with the gods I’m a martyr Then turn it to Autumn Sonata de nada De Sade on the Marquis, I’m dodging the harpies A part of me’s lost so I follow the heartbeats If I’m made of water that comes from the rain Then the waves that I’m on are a part of my body GODMODE Downpour, downpour tell me what you drown for? Precipitate tears then I wait til the clouds form Monsoon weather they all flock together, same feather Peacock blue neon hue freon grew Frostbitten bones tossed to the shore Talk to the ghosts when they knock on my door Got lost in the snow with a pocket of posey Posthumous flow from the god of the lonely Watch when he glows in the dark and the insects come Get stuck in the fishnet tongue, press luck til the kismet hums Kiss death when the lips left numb, on a voodoo doll When the pins get stuck And The pain wouldn’t wane so I stayed in the grey with a misspent love Won’t play their charades it’s a dangerous game Two graves that I made while I rained on parades In the eye of the storm where the tides are enormous Ice on the shoulder the mind is a fortress Light from the smolder providing the warmth Why live by the pen rather die by the sword My god I’m lost in the height of the fog Time stops when it grinds to a halt Find what I lost, died on a cross, price of the alms Write highlights as a shrine for the gods, shine bright Like a light in a tunnel when I lie in the rubble They admire the struggle, I’m trapped in cocoons With the lightning and thunder that I hide in my jugular Providing my blood for the Draculas too Come die in the mud cut ties with the sun Only clouds come out when its time for the flood Ultraviolet flux, I decline in a flash Why define what is nothing when I am just ash GODMODE
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I am the Bringer of the Light The singer of the demons and the feeder of the fires The keeper of the lie people use to free their minds Kush burns when burning Bushes bloom their secrets in the night I am seven headed hydra you cremated all the angels The Heaven-sent pariah you created as a scapegoat I watched you plant a poison seed “for surely you will die” So am I the Great Deceiver or the person in the sky? Tell me why [I am The Shepherd of the Sheep The curer of the lepers and the shelter for the weak I am the conscience in your head before you speak, I am everything Without the suffering and grief you’d never hear the Heavens ring I made the Serpens to present them with a choice I pulled you from the stars while they listened to your voice So now who’s the real victim the created or creator? I gave the world beauty and they blame it on the Savior, look) Why would you create a wooden cross to watch your son die? (There’s not a sunrise I wouldn’t cross to watch the son rise) I’m tired of the cryptic speech riddles and the mystery] When misery is present you don’t fix it or give sympathy You clipped my wings I used to be an angel you remember that? [If I recall Non Serviam was your choice of epitaph] I always do the dirty work punishing the sinners I’m the hero that the world deserves you’re nothing but an image [What if suffering’s a gift to learn the value of the moments? And Serpens necessary to deliver their atonement?] That’s bullshit the only Hell I see is the world you made [You never understood the real meaning so you lurk in flames] You stripped them naked then made them feel only shame for it [I script the sacred they disobeyed and they paid for it] Self-righteous demagogue applauding when they writhe in vain While you’re right as rain you write the rain until they die in pain

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