Here I sit naked and alone/
In this seemingly endless unknown/
What is my purpose why do I roam/
In search of a reason in search of a home/

Agravated by the abstract concept of time/
As technology and atrocity so willingly intertwine/
Carbon protiens left handed amino acids and biotic enzymes/
The very essense of his grand design/
Are we anomalies of random chaos or creations of the devine/
Is our very existance benign/
A creature of habit and undifined/
An ancient plague upon the third of the orbiting nine/
These answers all locked away from the errosion of tyme/
Hidden within the mitoichondria of our mothers blood line/

Binary instructions encoding our thoughts and fueling our mind/
Generating the instinctual urge to reproduce our own kind/
Infecting the third of the orbiting nine in a world redefined/
By it's secular lines and spritual decline combined/
I look to the heavens for insperation and peace of mind/
Only in the form of a greater purpose do we find/
The harmonization of our soul and the misconception of tyme...

Bounce dog is out, let me know what you think...

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!