If you got the reason, the goal is to give you a rhyme
The vacuum of space is akin to perception of time
Navigate the swirl of stormy weather
Unfurling psychic charts of stars

I won't go!

Slip to slide the entropy

Before long...

The building blocks will crumble



A crushing coercion can corrupt the mumbling mold

Project the assertion to love only what you can own

(only what you can hold)



Undulate beneath your lusty lover

Click and whir of barren eye



I will run!

Hearts they hanker for mistake

With action...

We catalyze disaster



Indoctrined assassin berate with the force-feed frea

They tremble with trepidation,

no shackle can jail the heart

thats near to me

In love is truth



The queen of compassion

imprisoned by the great fiend of greed

Her benevolent beauty fogged-up

by the flash of the screen

Blue glowing boxes besieged by the standard of being