This is my life blood mixing in with these scriptures providing the pictures of serpents leading church in inscriptions deceptive decriptions of a hidden past masked in encryptions that package our souls in mind control and then entrap us in prisons make us feed on hollow dreams and then smack us for wishin an act of provision that keeps us from clockin math on the systems they want us to multiply so they can have their division and thats where i fit in laughing as the last of the prisms an akward view that shines through from unnatural position spittin a bastard religion as I father the last sons of perdition words flowing from my life in the ancient tounges of the missing while the taste of my ego screamed that I alone am the vision when in reality I heed that I alone am the friction and I am only ever alone because I hold indecision and I am never alone because you all are my wisdom we all become the path that leads us through the predictions so i'll kiss you on your eyes tell me your soul and I'll listen
