Grenades made serenade shades of grades that evades to propel a blaze/
And engrave a purple haze to portray a maze the mass fade to last days/
self raised in a scribbled page to be simply amazed or be a empty grave/
backed to knowing I breed disgrace tips that slowly it feeds the matrix/
I up the chips and switch a simple flip with gentle hits and try to forget/
the clinging to a physical fiening when bringing the individual meaning/
the mental cleaning switch’s this deadmans gibberish while screaming/
back in a maze I stack in waves in younger age I’d just attack out of rage/
so turn the page if mothering suffering for I exist in endless vengeance/
when I spit I spit with a clinched fist as disaster takes my bastard face/
one last question being every night I’m dreaming people aren’t demons/
why should ignorance par take a far place as arrogance would start race/
to employ a convoy a search and destroy then to toy beliefs like decoys/
ecstasy oversees a void so drop the e from my name watch me bring joy/
lower your voice with your drug of choice as words burn the link to think/
so bleed obsolete so weak that after a cold week gods raise like the Greek/
when my shits weak I’m stuck back in shits creek baffled without paddle/
easily dismantle self as a tear appears in fear when the mirror battles help/
life brings something so empty that its bleeding the weakening of destiny/
pause ruley we are what we are what’s lacked so funny/
cause truly we are what we are when its backed by money/