1 Burning ember of moments past, suffocated butterflies soar deeper into the abyss of rotten souls that escaped fire in this mortal realm of wives and wretched witnesses of god who fled the fear of fearful days to come in lucid moments of apocalypses past the winds cut through the edges of the mind that died in swirling madness this final solution seems sublime to no avail progress pressed on the little hands of children to discover ingrained fear in that which was found most innocent despite the blades that loomed in a dark pool which no one could escape...
2 If love were true, I'd lend my heart to fate for the first time to feel the gentle breeze of the one truth in life caressing the soft memories of hopes and dreams swept away on the wings of the angels that wove webs of fire sewn with light, and if I saw the slightest glimmer in the eye of the one that came to me in the night, her form would tangle me in the deepest trance that I may fall into a sleep unknown where mortal flaw was all my own and I would find the truth, her eyes, the softest touch of her lips in breaths gone by, and every moment would become eternity there in her arms, dreaming of meadows and the rain and so much silence of the kind that only kings would give up their existence for and fly with her until there is no sky, so that we might leave this forever behind for just another moment, another glimpse of that divine delight...
3 Dance in the fires of abysmal demons crawling in my veins and searing the dismay of infant dreams that carried my soul too far down the ways of destruction to redeem a broken memory's perfection dreaming of ideologies of men so far away traveling back and forth through the eons of fluid wars of the beginning and the end of all that travels through the consciousness of the only true great beyond the stargazing hypocrisy of man to reach the essence of that one murderous glimpse of pure truth inebriating the greatest spiritual heights mountains crumbled into dust by egos and the power of a thousand horsemen wanting resurrections of moments that have not yet come to pass and wandered past the neuron bridges that towered over streams of flowing thought believed only by those that were given the eyes to be witnesses of their own self-inflicted doom and ravaged purity while whoring their flesh for another breath of despair to end in all things ash and float through the open air like so much dead debris of hope that's lost while worshipping this goddamned divine ghost
4 Puddles of raindrops all gathered under the same clouded sun they followed the dreamers as they frolicked about in endless waves of flowing trances that freed them from the washed down dripping colours of the trees and cement cages all around and drank the stuff of life from all the drowning leafs around them following emerald strings of light through tunnels of the vast mortal unknown to reach a constant search for something that they always pondered, yearning for the sweet clinging of the sounds of nature that unveiled plethoras of wilder energy than they had ever felt before and let themselves transform continuously while touching the bare skin of that which only appears to them in fantasies and bathes them with the fragrances of light and fashionably tailored wings of the caressing winds that feed through their eternal wish to become more...
5 Speeding down this barren highway 300 miles per hour no one driving I am once again forced to escape my body and rush towards the zooming clouds that now engulf me as I tear through the fabric of time and power through the outer layer of consciousness to reach a plane where time is long forgotten and reality moves in segments back and forth but never changing yet advancing at the speed of light so I transform into a feral energy of the most potent nuclear sounds cape that would irradiate the core of all that would exist within me at the time of my soul's death to echo deep within the Universes past and capture fleeting moments while they last inside the ephemeral silence that escaped my mind
6 Get back down off that ladder the ambulance is screaming down the highway and you walk backwards creating rips in the fluid train of washed-up memories you counterfeited to create a better world for your soul to dissolve in while you're slipping on this giant flowing crash of driving intuition that will lead you down the arches of destruction while you say stay away, the end is near and you preach solstice to the herds of bison as they graze the pastures of forgotten realms where landslides and the furies still reign overlords of dreamers past while you take one step back to understand the majesty that lies beneath the wings of the ladybug as rivers wash the colours of the landscape down their dreary streams to places known only by the eyes of the soaring eagles with torpedo strength and the hunting skills of bears that devour trances from deep within the universal consciousness of time as you escape the fences that kept you tied down to so many affluent predicaments until ultimately the ambulance arrived.
7 I stood on the edge of the cliffs of reason yesterday and watched beneath me madness amalgamate with thought in a perverse display of lust and loathing passion while the whole time thinking of you.
You brought to me an empty shell begging to be filled with wilder hopes for a darker tomorrow, you prayed for the sweet release of the freedom bestown on you by all the magistrates of the masses that surrounded you and yearned for a different heart to guide you down different pathways of delight and decadence.
So give to me your innocence and I shall dismantle its texture with my thoughts while plunging deep within your dreams and decomposing loving memories of things that passed but you could never leave behind, enhancing your desires for pornographic delights of youth unfolding in a sandbox, I'll force myself into the most unholy of your depths where I shall seep into your veins and flood my insides with your blood so that from within you I will become that which makes you moan with orgasmic delight and scream in terror when that which you all this time thought was real shifts and evolves into a higher beast of pure malevolence embracing children that you have grown out of while reaching for the truth beyond your battered mind.
You're better off without me but you know that having me inside you sets you free and every moment past brings you closer to a war-like state of confusion but while your temperature raises your bursts of lucidity will fade and you will lose yourself in the glossy demise you witness in my eyes each time we kiss draining reality from the atmosphere surrounding us and all the time forgetting we were ever born...
8 Sitting on a cloud swarms of ants frantically move about in hypnotizing patterns that invoke the finest microscopic design of something greater than these smoky shells we hold supreme as if our flesh was king ruling our spirit constantly thirsting for more - pleasure - delight - pain - understanding - movement - pain - companion - and the ultimately tender release from that which the tyrannical flesh enslaves us to... HUMANITY
Always eluding smoky shadows that dwell in the dusty corners of our ancient memories of lives we may have never lived or even learned about, always perpetually pushing forward, thrusting our flesh forward fuelled by the effervescent engine of our desires that could move the mightiest of kings to silently surrender kingdoms and their hopes for majesty and heir lines for a fleeting moment of simplicity
Motion, in patterns, predictable, rapid and perpetual...
9 Clinging to this sacred chalice dripping full of poisoned thoughts I bow down in a fervor of torment and pain consoling myself with only the thought that should my veins run dark at least I'll still be breathing...
But as the numbing dread travels my carnal pathways into the core of my soul I start to witness the perpetually revolving cycle of dreams that creep up on my sanity as I am in the land beyond this realm of flesh.
With every drop another thread undone as the tight weave of consciousness dismantles to reveal another broken path to lands unknown.
This fallacy we understand as a notion of flight seems to grow dimmer still as I can feel my wings coming undone - with every feather drop losing awareness of another train of thought that may have been my guide to something far beyond myself...