Carved across the endless face.
Meandering with a flowing current.
Poisoned by the greed of many.
All born from the loins of the few.
Disaster is impending.
There will be no escaping it too.

Jagged is the road it takes.
Vital is its ancient place.
Lose the river and damn the globe.
There is no alternate mode.
Now heeds the calls,
Or accept you soon shall crumble.

Mighty master across the lands.
Sub-continent over which it commands.
While man is but a tiny fool,
Threatening to destroy what we can’t control.
Respect the river!
If you don’t you’ll curse the flow.

Stubborn dimwits who believe in cash.
Betray nature, it bites back.
Our command does not exist.
While it can mash us like ant under fist.
Shuffle us into the past.
Don’t think you will outlast…

All the power.
All the pain.
All which you refuse to explain.
For we are nothing to its discharge.
Everything about it is extra large.

Shove the demon out of your head.
Leave him to fester in the closet.
See if he enjoys the dark.
For he talks a good show but lets find out.
Surety can be the greatest shout.
Cause arrogance is not conviction.
Too often they are conflicting.
Betray the fears of what commands obedience.
Bounce it back their way may reveal a grievance.
Fear they wished to keep buried deep.
About things they refuse of which to speak.
So try it once and assess the outcome.
For not every demon is for everyone.
They are personal and plague one soul.
Shining a light on them might burn a hole,
Through the shield they weild with confidence.
Might not remain once you’ve navigated this resistance.

Beg for battle.
Wage the war.
Reclaim your hope.
Then push for more.

Prosper for victory.
Rage ’til raw.
Fulfill your promise.
Then do so much more.

Damn the darkness back to zero.
It will never be what you need, a hero.
Just a trick to plunge the knife.
Dodge it and things will reunite.
Offer opportunity to move in light.
Trade the malice for a chalice.
Sip at the cup from a palace.
Skirt the pool meant to swallow whole.
Another plot to strip your control.
Fetid display that is most desperate.
Bile infused ocean of a cesspit.
But that is because all they fear is you.
Inside burns the brighest chance to stew.
Erode away all the power they have birthed.
Put it into a state best classed as nerfed.
Restricted and no longer out of whack.
Into the menaces face will be delivered a crack.

Beg for battle.
Wage the war.
Reclaim your hope.
Then push for more.

Prosper for victory.
Rage ’til raw.
Fulfill your promise.
Then do so much more.

Beached upon a sand drift, is how I feel I am missed.
Scattered by the seas of an endless sky of moons.
Patchwork mosiac I’m not sure how I lose.
Segments bathed in the lights of darkness.
Somewhere out here is the harshest,
Memory of a moment faded by the hour.
Climb up high that shadowy tower.
Jekyll is hyde except when he is not.
Comments delivered from the most beligerant.
A case of purpose but not a purpose to point.
Upon these hollow wounds we do anoint.
Cartilege stripped down until there is just bone.
These are skilless entities unto which to hone.
So speak the truths and let them lie.
No, it is correct to call them all a cry;
Desperate to the sails upon mighty waves.
Into pits that we demand to call graves.
No pause for thought until the crash.
It happens like a lightning flash.
Blinded in the strobing effect.
Here is where the portrait will show what is correct.
A stagnant sea into which we dive.
Jealousy is the beast for which to strive.
Tainted view of spectral suns.
Pressured piece drenched in blood eagled lungs.

Have you ever seen the beautiful end?
I’m not speaking of mortalities trend.
Look up high with eyes pressed closed.
Can you see a wondrous cove?
I know I can and its where I’ll lay,
My head upon a rock each new day.
As searching dimensions is not a thing of ease.
Far too many are inflicted by greeds disease.
But this place into which I step,
It is not afflicted one little bit.
So here I am and here I’ll stay.
Let all the other worlds fall away.

Progress is not a necessary root.
Quite too often it ends up being moot.
With a patchwork heart empty and cold.
The only thing it brings is back the old,
Point of view with which I don’t agree.
My purpose here is to remain most free.
Remain detached from the petty storms.
None of them are worth their putrid forms.
So from disaster I keep a distance.
Always this will be my insistence.
Not up for discussion or debate.
You can keep every ounce of your hate.

Prize of perfection is the success in failure.
As nature will never demand my favour.
Bitter truth you may refuse to speak.
Appreciation does not make me weak.
I carve the path that suits me well.
This island paradise in which I dwell.
Imagination sat atop the mind.
In this place every fibre is so kind.
No drama and no warring souls.
Never barbarity like heads on poles.
Just serenity which means the most.
In this place I’ll remain ’til I ghost.

Explode!
Fresh line in the play.
What’s the latest trend we’re meant to obey?

Cause violent delights are wed in time.
And no one left is out of line.
Too much in with little free.
Wrap the blister and let it be.

Screaming!
From here in the womb.
I have to say it feels like a tomb.

Punctuate and lets cuts down the crime.
Moments of disbelief are rhyme.
Butchers hook with no saviour.
Twisted by denial behaviour.

Paradox!
Insert the crazy.
Won’t you look and see that its hazy?

Wearing souls dispossessed from in the mine.
Deicide granted by a whine.
Sown shut from all the torture.
Breed a realm of pure disorder.

Falsify!
Rust is seeping in.
All the mirror shows is living sin.

Stare in the eyes of oh so pretty.
Might bring forth a brand new ditty.
Croon until the sun comes up.
Then repeat until filled is the cup.
From here on out its up to you.
Exploitation doesn’t have to spew.
Breed like bacteria in a jar.
Your twinned lives can go far.
Effort is the name of the game.
Don’t expect to gain an ounce of fame.
If celebrity is what your crave.
Best you both decide to wave,
Goodbye and fare thee well.
Neither of you are under a spell.
But is that what you truly seek?
Be honest as there is no retreat.
A choice is final and cannot be rewound.
Reconvergence is not a tactic that is sound.
Luck is how best to term if you reconnect.
Does that sound like an option to select?
It is an option I will agree but…
Well make your decision as you want it to be.
Pressure comes only from inside.
I ask you are sure before you decide,
Times up I’m sorry to say.
What will be your choice today?
Defer I’m afraid is not in the cards.
It’s not like I’m one of the bards.
You take each other over renown?
No, I don’t think the decision will let you down.
Work is hard but you can prevail.
Perfect union through life to sail.
Now scoot along for I’ve done my bit.
Yes that’s right, you have all the spirit.
Hence why I wish you well.
This pair will avoid the tentacles of hell.
I’m on my way and overjoyed,
For they circumvented the trap I deployed.
So few do, I’m saddened to say.
Will this is the end; no really.

From the heavens descended every spectre.
We watched and declared it disaster.
No thought for the loss or the victim.
This is the epitome of our system.
Think of one but not the whole.
Regressed thinking is the toll.

Matched in shadows and fractured in light.
Seconds are but a start of the fight.
Telegraph devoid of point.
It’s like a species wide joint.
Inhale to bring forth the delusion.
Enemy is our only conclusion.

Birthed out of inflicted chaos.
Nail ourselves unto the cross.
Withered skin twinned with pain.
We are at it yet again.
Except we refuse to see.
Soon we will define misery.

Carved our souls to fashion what’s elite.
Its a tool which we use to beat,
Sanity out of the wise who we need.
These are the patterns of our greed.
An idol of glass is the sinners spawn.
Watch it as our blood is drawn.

Melted face of our forsaken promise.
No longer can we bow to the goddess.
Crooked face deformed by the crone.
Our failing about which we do moan.
Prophecy has now come to pass.
Our humanity is a farce.

What is your star?
Is there a sun?
Do you continue?
Or run from the gun?

Scream to the heavens.
Demand of the skies.
Down in the depths is where we survive.
With a club in one fist and an axe on our backs.
Getting out is not as simple as that.
For when the rains descend, we do arise.
Cover your ears or be frozen alive!

What is your star?
Is there a sun?
Do you continue?
Or run from the gun?

Scratch at the walls.
Peel at the flesh.
Turbulence is eternal as is our breath.
But make a decree and we shall evoke,
Into your heart our weapons will poke.
Not for the first time we’ve been betrayed.
Try it and see how long last your days!

What is your star?
Is there a sun?
Do you continue?
Or run from the gun?

Twist the blade around for me.
The site is one that mesmerises see.
I’m in awe so can’t look away.
I wish for it to never end, ok?

Party harder you’re no martyr.
Count the crows until it goes.
Dosed up and falling down.
I’m not the jester, now where is my crown.
An idiom I can’t observe.
Once more trip right up the curb.
Festering core that resides within.
Count to three then forget again.

Paralytic;
You are the muse.
Light the match,
Strike the fuse.
Wave goodbye this is a ruse.
Recount faster;
Vent your views.

But still I cannot find peace.
Every moment its a claim; I am for the weak.
Lashed unto those who plot and scheme.
All I want is to be freed from them.

Not an option, I heard you say.
Reset the match to which I did not agree.
My head spinning and eyes so dull.
You call me predator but I say you’re full…
A claim which holds no weight.
Especially without the second beat.
I meant to cry shit and failed it well.
For my mistakes I become condemned to hell.

Paralytic;
You are the muse.
Light the match,
Strike the fuse.
Wave goodbye this is a ruse.
Recount faster;
Vent your views.