t's that leaf fall in autumn shit
Arboreal oriole/old world edifice carved in dead warriors stories
The straight Christ of this Zeitgeist/fuck an anachronism
I'm born into the livin age of fission we flippin through all the channels

See the mangled/morals stormin editorials
news stories of dead and buried babies/front page for the livin ladies
Is anybody even livin lately/mind in other times cause crime is still alive
and well, you can hear the bell toll/whether skinny or straight swoll

Whether pretty or face full/of boils you straight toil
And not a single labour spent/in order to scrape and make a cent
is illegitimate for rent/cause cash can speak brashly just ask the "Great" Gatsby
nah, he wouldn't have made a single cent if you ask me

Peaks can cover valleys so rally to other alleys
Or pally we'll have a problem cause Deus, it reaches to the bottom
Of the barrel of the gun pointed straight at the sun
Of the belly of the beast set to exploit and decrease

Of the molly fried party guy/punches walls he starts to cry
The bitterest but man it's stimulating like the ego is

I'm egoless
That may seem like a paradox/but between me and this pair of socks
There's nothing but a hollow box/a space for the creation nation
Process known as "Eden" that you feelin when you fiendin
On the power of the demon/man it's Table Tennis

*Interlude*

Bob your head/nod it in
Like you were a monk again/ascetic in aesthetics/a medic for all the pennants
You better be payin penance/or buddy we've got a present
Called a present full of pain/you know the pressure in your veins
Heart attack rap clap/you saccharine and you slain

I soar in skies with thousand lotus petaled eyes in my membrane
Menthane for you buggy motherfuckers/build yourself off other suckers
In this dead game/we heroes of the new earth
We met pain

Told him we don't need em/while we still alive and breathing
This goes out to all the Heathens/the outcasts held so brash
Any person swerved from the curve/of feeling decent
All beings unite under bannerless incoherence