Tether Veins

Intro: JakProgresso:

Yeah, yeah, I'm here talkin', human hands, yo

Verse 1: JakProgresso:

With broken vial smashed needles, on the curb, I guess I'm a cornerstone
The entire structure of my brain was eaten by ergot long ago
Can't write (what), delirium tremens
Flies on my eyeballs, stomach distended, and rodents systemic
In front of the cloth buggin' like Applewhite
Heart shrunk sunken like a drug addict's appetite
Through thе windows of my soul you see a flickerin' attic light
Acid mite, take my bluеprint (yeah), I pissed on that
Wouldn't give you a hand of an arm, I cut my wrist for rap
I came a long way from CCD and, skinnin' cats
Shoddy tobacco pipe in the den near my robe, by the sleeper rack
Fisher king smokin' a swisher sweet with the innards black
I been rappin' the same my whole career
So weird, so, Gonzo for real
Trippin' switchin' robo gears, robo syrup
Caught the hotel fear, hoes in GoGo Gear
Goin' to the white like a snowmobile
Negativity, pestilence, dark chaos, and anguish
Caught anxious walkin' from a dumpsite in Anchorage

Interlude:

- And when we land, you will be taken to the master
- What master?
- The Master of the Moon, our great leader whose intelligence planned and directed this whole project, he himself has prepared to watch the removing of that annoying plant, from the occupation of your brain, there's knowledge that we need, it's been too long without it
- Please relax, enjoy your mount of privilege! A free trip to the moon!

Verse 2: 7thgalaxy (cosmo/knot):

Yo, you know all but a space mode euphoria
Welcome to discordia, distorted corneas
Eyes bleedin' on an endless cycle
I wait arrival, even aliens are suicidal
Are you even viral, fuck a title
I do it for the art and survival, stay tribal
Eat mushrooms on a cloud spinnin' vinyl
To tell pyro, target street signs with giant candles
My mind's tangled in a cosmo/knot that won't unravel
I begun to feel effects of too much time travel
We exist beyond the human capsules, so burn the castle
The kings are all a bunch of assholes
And kids are fulla shit like "yo fam, my bars are lit"
Dreams of arsenic, tokenizer toxicologist
Cryogenic lucid dreams on a rocketship
Awake from slumber, say hello to the Apocalypse

Verse 3: stranded (cosmo/knot):

Suspended in desolation forever in an Accretion Disk
Compressed in ice, being told it never sees a trip
This is what's possible if it so happens it's a certainty
Hollow fragments scattered circlin' a black hole for eternity
You can't imagine hurt is deep the absence of a vital flame
Without this light it's bound to sight to catch another lifeless frame
The wrath of them require the pain the impact met with no defense
Dragnet it slowly spins, as the gravitation tolls him in
The vacuum swallows its past from just while it collapses foldin' in
As he violently thrashes it's like he's been captured photo stiff
Withdrawn from back in the most fond attachment he knows exists
Psychotically rapidly spirals in a catatonic kiss
What's then left of him to do when we activasims no longer there
The only thing left of him is the direction in which his heart is stared
You think you be disoriented when his organs will feel an acky square
But some members are just so significant that even in the throws of designates, the odds is snared