Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Friday, January 15, 2010

take a guess

eat yr gods.
tastes good.
eat yr gods.
hella food.
eat yr gods.
dismantle metal machine mind.
eat yr gods.
every time.
eat yr gods.
make the trump card fold like poker.
eat yr gods.
rebellion smolder.

we dissolve absolve creation cremation dilation of smatterings scattering ashes to the wind. ingest digest protest the contest that makes us feed on each other. crash the last batting eyelash of capitol fiends word to earth mother-ship, quick, happen quick and come equipped the last bit lip will expell the last quip from last dripping dipstick in sludge of time. fuck it. all. unwind. wilting babylon like last snow whither fall these are bonfires making pome smoke signals fuck all.

eat yr gods.
eat yr gods.
make the trump card fold like poker.
eat yr gods .
rebellion smolder.

when will we come what to with whom to that we run, aint it fun son the way we take cover in mortar and wait for the tuck-point process to save us, white devil man he mentally enslave us, rave us up, crazy, maybe to this is what i run, to that, it happens-tance too fast to catch, but real dudes and ladies got they mitts, experiental experience, expirement with freer mindstates, find that shit that would go irate will dissipate slow, yo break that mold.

eat yr gods
tastes good.
eat yr gods.
hella food.
eat yo gods.
eat yo gods.

now what, no influence to crave, no tall scraper to slave, i take what is given and fuck the rest, no rest in the tall waiting place erase the fate you were given, start fresh, ingest whatever it means to you like, some form of freedom, best believe we leave em, capitol fiends skeeze sleezy disband the shit quick and thats the truth from my tongue tip down to my wrist, meter beat fresh like speach, this is just speak, the thoughts of the week, danger come sleek in the middle of the jungle, we eat like we hungry.

eat yr gods.

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