Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Severing This Life Line
Quite destructive when
The earth tantrums
And sends quivers of
Befoulment upon the
Inhabitants of this palace.
Though I respect this
Nature, my footsteps
Pound in anger, for I am
Grounded in hell, formerly earth.
I illuminate struggles,
Cut away the outside
With such force, there's no
Energy left to continue
Severing this life line.
The sufferer, painted red,
Tangible and sick with joy.
The quiet is a terrible place.
4-27-10
The earth tantrums
And sends quivers of
Befoulment upon the
Inhabitants of this palace.
Though I respect this
Nature, my footsteps
Pound in anger, for I am
Grounded in hell, formerly earth.
I illuminate struggles,
Cut away the outside
With such force, there's no
Energy left to continue
Severing this life line.
The sufferer, painted red,
Tangible and sick with joy.
The quiet is a terrible place.
4-27-10
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Severing This Life Line
Severing This Life Line
