Axiom

(Coal Cash)

Prana stuck in a cluster fuck of soul orgy / sorcery’s voodoo brewing up tru tru like ol Georgie / morbidly lose screw The noose view of dangling feet/ drank from leeched anguish drained till languished when it sank its teeth

Banquet feast for inner beast that we couldn’t vanquish/ fangs sipping grief spirit cookers looking at dinner anxious/ in a blanket wrapped with cantankerous gangrenous / angered hissed in ears loathing with fear in a dank abyss

Unsanctioned drift anchors lifts from the bank of Styx / sift Through quick sand mouthing its brand as it sank our ships / sick scams bankrupt land plans to thank the rich/ when shits hit the fan mist expands before it spanked our lips

Tank is striped ain’t equipped for the fit of hope/ demons promote the blisterin whispering to slit a throat/ bitter notes we deliver in our hymns of praise/ arms lifting it up just to be crushed as the limbs decay

Trimming clay given away to a numbing of wither / slivers cutting a slice cheering on life As it’s running with scissors/ becoming the fissure that the Bridgers couldn’t build across/ filled with loss and liquor if hope flickers We gonna kill it off

Still a corpse dead inside feeling glad to drown/ raised up to the sun so it’s more fun when we drag it down/ sadly clowned by the crowning of a ring of thorns/ formed with karma clouding a dark shrouding on the brink of storm

Thinking wrong in frequencies of our lowly conscious / bringing it on over things that are totally nonsense / boldly monstrous acting natural we’re actually scum / our only Constance is in mathematical axioms /

We naturally dumb confusing facts with hypothesis / acting preposterous over obnoxious in our processes/ were acting like ostriches heads up our own rectum/ wikipediologist of facts but we don’t check um