An hourglass at the bottom of the ocean Explosions of emotion, cause commotion I think of lost love, I think of lost honor In dark rooms with locked doors, I must ponder Lack of meaning, I'm seeing depleting the fleeting dreaming, that's redeeming the being who's sleeping, not seeing, the gleaming bleeding of our hearts beating repeating meeting and grieving the swords we're unsheathing when feelings are seething and heating into A bottomless fiery chasm, which contains within it the mask of the phantasm I'm a plague that's ultrasonic symphonic, Spitting subatomic comets ancient avionic sonnets with chronic harmonics I threw in the towel before the bell rang Couldn't take the harsh blows from Clubber Lang A waitress in the bar was crying as she sang She could never fully extract the venom from my fangs Poison that coarses, through strange forces Trapped on red hills surrounded by red horses We change shapes, eat forbidden grapes We change states but we can't escape the fates We all enslaved to the eternal reoccurence Within the sea of time we just flow to the currents Life shoots you down like a soldier to a turret I contemplate stars like an old forgotten hermit I offer you my loyalty oh red queen You who walk in silence and travel unseen Standing on the ashes of every fallen regime One can only know beauty through the death of a dream -------------- The Demon on the track, he's a friend of mine asked me to speak in tongues, in an arcane rhyme and the rhyme that i spat, caused atoms to crack my big bang, left the universe charred and black he said that it was ill, I thought it was dope this rhyme that i wrote, was condemed by the pope! but that's viewed as a joke, and a pretty darn stupid one I'd spit it, but i forget it, so, here's what I'll do for ya: I'll loot the tomb of methuzela, shoot to nubia scoop a beautiful cutie with booty and bruise her uvula brutally put my boot to you losers while hooting: "GOONGALA!" you can't woo me with mula, i'm soon to bring doom to lucifer zeus with electrocution, the destitute executioner blessed with a less then usual, Hex directely confusing you Incapable of mercy, my heart is but a fable No cain and abel, O.H.M & Francois: Luke Cage and Cable