Sworn by the enclosed butterfly situated at the heart We knew that this time could never be ours Words stitched like silk and poems Created once and gone forever. He turned himself a furious leader And made hundreds his kins' prisoners Won atleast by the rotten word Sent by saints that is never forgotten. I … Continue reading The song of the Queen
I create the disturbance; lay all your burdens It's my time to move as time is not my own This is my requiem, bring some peace I see it as I am buried.
Eyes like the defender And hands like a raven, It was bare nature Killed by its own.
They stats like the ones in the laboratory shun their eyes when asked something preferably in their white coats yet they prefer the dichotomy. If asked of nature, they'll enquire the nature And of the sciences they have no answer For the answer lies in the bigger picture yet we fall sick to the twisted … Continue reading Sciencification
Speaks the rotten truth in woven verse belittles the way that they have come wrath reaches the path he took and tears rose like the unasked root. They had a rose, a thyme and a poet to match for they had worse than anything else possibly you or the dark.
Never be an element of reality It hurts people They can't see the neutrals I don't know what they would do when they encounter chaotics. I come off in the shades of green Carrying a red umbrella Revealing the inside bleak. I shadow the broken, the depth and the unsolved And pitch the unwoven puzzles … Continue reading Residue
I play the saxophone like nobody 'cause you fear the death and I, sexy I hop on about any melody outside baby, it ain't your time and maybe I am right! Why don't you get it that I play people like nobody I show my whites and they their marks I eat on their troubles … Continue reading Vintage Chemicals