Absent Minded
a method to the madness
What you are about to read there is no going back
the silent war
gods war the war of the writers
we set ourselves up like dominos
writing dark thoughts
twisted visions under hoarse pen names
and there are hundreds of us who wear this mask
hundreds of us
hundreds of dark writers
writing about hell
and demons ghouls and ghosts
there are many of us just waiting to be noticed to point
the finger at our legion to play you the victom
where it is truly impossible for you to poison un asnyomore
and as time goes on you heal us
defeat us
cur us from our ails and woes
one by one level by level
as we teach you through the levels of the poetic bosses
to change your world
We all write dark
and when you beat me I'll pull the wool off the wolf
and you will see all the beautiful poetry we have been holding back
all of the marvelous words we never wrote as we have been here coweriong behind
this knife
this bloodshed
and this mask
but we have marrgolds
we have dreams
we have rainbows
and drops of dew
we have tails of fantasy and thrown kisses cupid caught and reimbursed
we have metaphors of diamonds and well wishing wells of desire
we have everything you never heard of
but for now us poets are hiding in the shadpows
;luring in the darkness waiting to attack
As we rearrange our faces
as we fish for anew name
as we play the slide
and tag another to show the stages of who and what we are
or wetrher wee hooked one
eventually we all lift off our faces
and reveal the truth of the blinding light
and start over and bravo your on level two with a new boss and a new psychology to defeat
to teach you what we want you to
Stay in shadow
stay in shadow
rearrange your faces
and let the countdown begin
its between you and me
the silent war
gods war the war of the writers
we set ourselves up like dominos
writing dark thoughts
twisted visions under hoarse pen names
and there are hundreds of us who wear this mask
hundreds of us
hundreds of dark writers
writing about hell
and demons ghouls and ghosts
there are many of us just waiting to be noticed to point
the finger at our legion to play you the victom
where it is truly impossible for you to poison un asnyomore
and as time goes on you heal us
defeat us
cur us from our ails and woes
one by one level by level
as we teach you through the levels of the poetic bosses
to change your world
We all write dark
and when you beat me I'll pull the wool off the wolf
and you will see all the beautiful poetry we have been holding back
all of the marvelous words we never wrote as we have been here coweriong behind
this knife
this bloodshed
and this mask
but we have marrgolds
we have dreams
we have rainbows
and drops of dew
we have tails of fantasy and thrown kisses cupid caught and reimbursed
we have metaphors of diamonds and well wishing wells of desire
we have everything you never heard of
but for now us poets are hiding in the shadpows
;luring in the darkness waiting to attack
As we rearrange our faces
as we fish for anew name
as we play the slide
and tag another to show the stages of who and what we are
or wetrher wee hooked one
eventually we all lift off our faces
and reveal the truth of the blinding light
and start over and bravo your on level two with a new boss and a new psychology to defeat
to teach you what we want you to
Stay in shadow
stay in shadow
rearrange your faces
and let the countdown begin
its between you and me
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a method to the madness
a method to the madness
