Theologians cloaked in pessimism
Faith frozen as sky gates open
Microwaves scramble brain states
Cells move in a retrograde motion
Out of reach for necrophiliacs
They only dream of touching my hands like sleeveless ??
I've pierced my quill right through the belly of hell
The lady plays the blues smooth
Synchronize to the moon and heard tunes
Like Tarrow to the fool in the blind spot
The third eye's the ultimate tool
If these thought forms are the front lines ?? ?? ??
Then our platoons conquer empires
Crush, kill, shake kings in their boots
So the poison pen leaks out blood drips
There will be no death unnecessary
Excuse the murder references, when it comes to words I'm a mercenary, thirsty
Breathing ?? reciting odes to the dark star
Yugen uncrafts scoping all directions like a hydra
Smithing these bars from the blue fires of finding coplet disorders
On star dust, architect for techs, seas like magnetic field orders
It takes eons for the late man to see the invisible hand hasm
But free minds see through the hoax like paranormal ectoplasm

And as I walk I wonder if there was any real consequence
If time's a man made concept conceived only through our consciousness
Cuz seasons come and goes
But in my mental tabernacle I weave inside the golden age searching for Adam's apple
My brain catalogs details of what is and isn't an ism
So in my gamma state my crown disperses light rays like a prism
And as we fight with what exists, separate the facts from the myths
Try to extract our beings from the dream, ?? ?? ?? exists
In '84 I swam to a dead end, acoustic chamber was born ?? ?? knuckle
Buckle til I eventually learned to walk through walls like apparitions
Create time space for the spirits experience
To count seven blessings daily for each of my affiliates
Whose words had turned water violet in a purple black universe
I watch them shoot from the root, blue with every dedicated verse
Sifting bass thoughts through a funnel
Reality tunnel land
Flipping through dimensional gray area like television channel static