))))Of Sounds Minds & Stone Hearts((((
MASON/Guarded By Martyrs
classico, I pen my verses from the soul of mephesto
presto, there go the words in my manifesto
tech, but no logic, we star trek and live like hobbits
outer rings where galaxies sit around and sing
your dynasty isn't quite like Ming's but we all need wings
some just forget Daedalus' lesson about the sun
fly to close and the feathers melt my son
a modern Icarus with a loaded gun, holdin none
for phony sums, and snake words from phony lungs
all that's left is the sound of the drums
mundane efforts, no collective experts to make necks hurt
my text work is another milestone, I pile bones
and file skeletons, we usin our words for weapons
I grab hold of a comet to really seek ascension
and fire solar beams like a true cosmic marksmen
herald in a new generation of Shakespearean authors
leave a new trail for our sons and our daughters
For Those Of Us Less Fortunate - Altar Bound Like Black Hawk Co-ordinates:
Plagues Inscribed With Chalk Describe The Thoughts & Cries Of The Tortured
And Oh What The Abortioned Would Have Gave....Just To Become An Orphan!
Guarded By Lenses Worn Guaranteed To Change Perspectives Like New Borns
Am I To Blame For My Apprentice Failing To Conform Like Anakin Was Warned
Angry At My Hate - For Suffering The Fear Of Becoming The Dark Side's Pawn
The Force Of My Thoughts Are Beyond The Norm....I Manifest Destiny's Tools:
Measurements Of Intelligence A Mesmerist Benevolence Rejectance Expectant
Forsaken & Awakened To The Idea Of Reaching The Depth Of Transcendence
Son I Give Gandalf A Pass When He's Bitchin' In Wizard Duels....Fly You Fools
Deprived From It All Something's Missin' Keep Wishin' And Watch The Sky Fall
I'm Talking To You All - But To Me It Always Feels Like No Ones Even Listening
My Words Fell On Deaf Ears Like The Father, Son & Holy Spirit At Christenings
There is No Fiction - There Is No Fact. You've Been Lied To It's Simple As That
And I'll Slam Mankind On A Mat Of Thumbtacks If Any Of U Dare Answer Back!
