Slinging Ideas

Bare witness the instrument of death’s invention

Tighten the grip and take sight with precision

Load the clip with steel teeth of demolition

Listen to that drip hit the ground like a rhythm

The blood and remnants of previous victims

Get close and the drip gets louder by the minute

Thunder shakes and darkness begins its descent

Teeth within a devilish grin sink into the innocent

The venom runs deep and all light diminishes

A once proud nation on bended knee at the end of it

Darkness has no finishes and evil is limitless

 

I wasn’t there but I envisioned it

I use this music to vocalize the images

Ignorance confining us to individual imprisonment

We are hidden in a system similar to truth in isolation

We have risen to perfection and fallen to great depression

Providing no exception to a paradigm of minds in delusion

Concluding when our Spirit Guide designs a plan of evacuation

Eluding to our destiny when time itself demands a vacation