February 05 2017
Invoke words With nothing but Machinery She cries sometimes into the spaces her dreams radiate, in the distance you molded her soul into reality as she turned herself into a warrior into a monarch butterfly but everyone's worried she'll slip away Like Mary did from Galilee Did you know that she can change as everything does today they're writing down our apologies but they were all erased. Men in white send us into fits and shivers bruised memories and goblins in castles they're subduing the reckless, rehearsed they said I'm next on the line They say there's a war for your mind they salute to a holy ghost of all that you are wearing designer drugs to make us better wearing faces that make us look real burning us with an intoxicating flame they're tracing our moves for the next play in the game. Pointing us to their triangle schemes for all their sorrow, we're hiding our dreams, learning to separate ourselves from those with the hopes of a dope doomed to believe that everything will be ok We will all fall into the divine paradigm and forget our only holy reason after all, blood is the most precious resource we split the bread and pass our wine before angels falling from the heavens as every other night I dream of tomorrow would you believe me or just pretend? They are the masters of lies they have many usable devices only a fool follow's the master's advice under bright lights reborn from a wall war-torn behind soundless screens uniform vagabonds fighting a world backwards to oblivion. Luna is singing in chorus to horus and epiphanies, while she stares ahead she is still hearing the voices of the dead their screams fill her up with dread she wants to sleep without fear she wants to save them before they disappear But she can't even save herself from the endless falling from the beast in the mirror from the boy next door, calling. She's a criminal liar; a criminal before the empire her dreams radiate, in the distances diverge screams are heard; we were all separated she molded peace into her bright soul and turned her daughter into a monarch butterfly her lover into a fire that will never die she leaves secret messages on subway seats she spread her love around the world she folded those little birds from a tiny cell before the doctors said it was time to get well but everyone's worried she'll slip away Like Mary did from Galilee Did you know that she could change the world completely? Men in white send us into fits and shivers bruised memories and pills for the whispers they're subduing the reckless, rehearsed they said you're next, we're the cursed They say there's a war for your mind they salute to their holy ghosts sublime making invisible solutions for the noise pollution exposing all the calculations to the demolition inspired by the intoxicating explosion they're translating statistics for the competition Pointing guns at one another too quick to pull a trigger but we're hiding in the shadows; hopes and dreams turn into sorrow too late, an artificial halo Mary Mary am I the only one? She can't even save herself from from the endless falling between time from the beast in the mirror and that impossible and unreal crime of being crazy and sublime Pointing a gun at her lover, unclear if he's the one She would turn the tables as the others begin another false narration.