All the f****d up things trap & punish me I cannot explain my problem.
Kill my hopeless life I cannot be hypnotized. You owe
Push aside the veil to welcome in the visitors.
Eyes like halogen illuminate the soma peering out of spherical night
Paleolithic subconcious icons lumber through dreamscape archetype of archangel.
Topside its far worse- infants painted gauze
peer through murky jars; soon I'm wearing the skin of the morning star.
Green locks my name fills an empty banner. Frank, what have
you gotten me into now?
I am not afraid to speak my heart & mind it cannot be saved sell me over.
f**k your hopeless world, I am
blacker than the sun.
Tragedy. Have you seen the speedy, yes?
Bleeds through the sleep onto the page. I'm sailin'...