Originally Posted by
Young Gun
Corruption of construction of universal interior/
The positive is wearier, impact by surge of fury blurs/
Spontaneous dragon psyche, where tragedy peaks/
Muscle head tussle with red, till bust holes and bled/
Whispers from the pretentious angel with barbed halo/
Inner foundation rumbles and crumbles making spars fatal/
Conscience in a torture rack can't hold the morbid back/
Blind in a tornado, the distortion strangles/
Perception of proportion is disassembled/
Fist to flesh becomes instrumental when too much pressure flooding the temples/
Danger ahead when breaking the thread, and chased by the Feds/
To layin in bed, palms to face shakin your head/
That devil anger initiated confrontation driven by hatred/
Now locked away boxed and caged/
Under private for-profits not addressing beneath the surface/
Focused on the act of rage so the system functions with purpose/
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