Kind of quick, just getting some stuff out.....

The heat is coming down upon my heart
Oh clogging up my veins with fatty foods
Some call my pain a dark twisted form of ART
But it's just to ride through the coloured moods

I see red when in the catacombs of my soul
But the blue so deep sinks me into a trance
Green so epic with mother nature holding true
Black the ashes that come from my burnt insides

Slowly getting up i move into concrete woods
Artificial lights mirroring the games i PLAY
Oh how i hurt those many now laying in my wake
Yet so many oblivious to the hoors they once were

I'm a pimp of life generating darkness in sight
As i walk towards a car trashed in temporal hate
Falling to my knees i grab it's flailing front
To shed it's tears of fleeting extremes in silent bait...

Do not evoke the fury of my PLAY
For anarchy shall fall in many forms
Note by note it shall be composed
To devour all by way of chameleon ART...



*i'll change it later!