Petter- mikrofonkåt (Instrumental) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F-Kqbbfbufk

Straight comin out the dungeon

Lunchin on empirical assumptions

Part of a somber assemblage

Countin the 99 steps to heaven

Losses of the brethren settled in

Akin to kin bathed in sin

Fuck this societies homonyms

Your ignorance is uncomfortable

Hypocrisy devoured like a lunchable

Rhyme level untouchable

Broke crutches I once found loveable

Mind plays back past blows for blows

Time plays at a laminar flow

Vibrating at the rate of tremolo

Raps echo through the abode

Abyss, amiss to be living like this

At the bottom of the pit

Gravediggin towards a sky I can kiss 
 

Shaking weaknesses like snowglobes

Watching the empire wither

Splinters of wood flow downriver

Fletch em, add em to my quiver

The cold makes us shiver

Internalized like shots to the liver

Tethered to a mirror image

Shattered the glass with shards

Came through on a silent hill

Quill that froze the inkwells

Stabs perspective till it kills

Blood to sate the wishing well

In my skull

Hum intolerable

Float above states with my thought rate

Pack memorabilia in the crate

Germinate till a better date

Behemoths sate infinite thirst

Worst comes to worst

Nurse until it hurts

It’s one thing to patch a wound

Another to brood in brew

I’ve watched whole lives consumed

Don’t know which is worse, resisting or obeying thirst

For a term, curse is relative

We manifest and obey our quips

Bail water out of sinking ships

Flood the deck

Saw the shipwreck and must manifest

I guess it’s a quest

To process and digest

traumatic experience

Comfortable inside delerium

See the world quite sane

However I’m the weather
Meterologist interpretations

Determine how I’m viewed by the nation

Contemplation settles how I’m pacing

Or outpacing
The way I travel is olympic

I’m passed the torch then I kick it

From Atlantic to Pacific

Prolific