Monday, January 13, 2014


A vessel to the craft of inept
Breed me a change, bake me a chain
Flock with the illusion monger
Carnival of the hideous splits longer

An untamed notion sits quietly in the corner
Without a sow and grim reaper
Shrouded and convulsed
Am I this archetype chained pretender

Eradicate whats left of this abyss
Swim into the circle of fire again
Each step is a blackhole on its own
Beyond the hopeless spoils and the fame

A steep climb to the endless realms
Of addiction to this hollowed scripture
That slight push to mild the Midas touch
That one idea, how badly it paints the whole picture

Breed me this change, shake me to the core
Nothing makes sense anymore
A vision that makes the skies carmine
Skyscrapers stretched to the end of the horizon

Roads filled with meteor shower
Clouds touching the highest of his towers
No longer a fiction but its the child's dream
A world crafted once that none dared to think

Resolved and perfected over the years
And all the old weaknesses have begun to shrink
New world order, enigma of one soul
This child who saw the picture as a whole

A testament to his greatest creation
For centuries to come and to the end of all scrolls
Equilibrium of power entrenched
Science and psychedelia propounded
Realizations of the most unthinkable brilliance
Embrace this future,a present perfect tense.