a new song i wrote, criticism is appreciated
stayed true, then see what sign i came to
remained faithful i see a wise and shining angel
speaking fables i can fix my turning tables
turn the same route to destiny it almost failed
at every turn, lurking snakes and serpents
prey on weak mental orphans for endurance
rich life abusive so i journey one of music
fuck a student after school i rhyme like fluid
cant see any point, without an aim in life
theres no meaning when the cash is raining bright
or so i tell myself, dreams about the wealth
corrupt all minds mental porcupines strike in stealth
subliminal messages sent through television
obsessive young heads are swiftly sent to cinders
opium to minds, portal escape a real life
inside a box energy fulfills another sacrifice
didnt take that fork, i stray on other thoughts
independent trails they lead toward self knowledge
faith in ballads, but still i feel abandoned
lost like computer data stuck beneath a magnet
what a coincidence, trained in the same things
counting 1's and 0's fuelling economic slave ships
bite other rappers if their making more than you
i stay off that kinda thing and rhyme about the truth
politicians force your growth inside a social noose
invoke your views and tighten, if you try to move
i look ahead lands spread towards deserts
is there a sign for me? or is it never-ending
i lay stranded, in an arctic wastland
stuck beneath the deepest thoughts in avalanche
feel anger, then melt them with a paragraph
fireballs in heart burn and carve my future path
frozen staffs, flow from my lung passage
dances in mind until all corruption shatters
purify my soul so i meditate alone
explosive mental growth within a wall of chrome
into waterfalls, i unleash my mental flows
past the gardens with the red and flawless roses
seems enormous, an echo of a chorus
sung from mother natures ever-loving forest
glare on sun beams, illuminates a meadow
lush green grass makes me think that i can settle
impending viper nettles, hang on silver tree-tops
leap off a cliff edge, thought it was a single rock
full twists as i plummet through the mist
to the centre of life, a single warp exists
not yet ready, wings take me back to land
to scorge whatever else the devil had it planned
signs of life i chose, led toward a canyon
the path was dark but i lit my hearts lantern
train of thought drives on melancholic tracks
beneath firestorms of ice that dives to smash
societies prison i'm living levels deeper
no broken bars, i still recieve mental freedom
peace
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