Sunday, May 19, 2013

353 Severe Chant

Machine Gods watching over me
I don't like to believe in
Anything
But what I have seen
Nirvanic flashes of ethereal lightning
Flashing through me
Shall I never burn again
In such a way
More fully connected
To the grid mainframe

And their eyes...
I want to cut them all out
So that they can see this clear
Bleed bleed...

I want to throw a razor
Into a hurricane
May it cut-well and prevail resounding
Ego brendatic fractic tik tactic
Strike down defiance
Strike me down
All that oppose







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