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Intro
05:34
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The Alchemist
02:35
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"Recollecting my soul" July 26th 2016
Oh the sun still shines/
And not a day goes by where/
The ever-expanding comes to a halt/
Misery, rape, and violence/
Do not stop the tectonic fault/
Cause hourglasses still withers it's grains/
Not any amount of pain or shame/
My people not knowing of their name/
One can say what a shame/
Yet it goes on/
Roll with the punches baby
I know these times is crazy/
Lookin for a 9-5/
Jive/
Grandfather time and time again/
Makes me think where my time is spent/
Cause if time is currency/
Then currently/
I am a man of wealth/
But if one keeps his time/
does that make him a man of self?
And does a man who spends his time on selfish action/
Face infraction/
Or those who foolishly and choose to be frugal/
Are granted a life in which is fruitful?/
I do not know where time ends/
like the serpent it bends/
Opening its mouth and swallowing its rear end/
Yet it goes on/
And on/ and on and on/ and on/
Until.
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5. |
The first attempt 8/3/16
01:11
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I've been duckin my conscious
Ain't made no contact
Swear he constantly in combat
Jerkin tears submissive to songs that
Bring water
Every person he meet, he carry caution
And his demons tend to loiter
In front of 7-11
Walks in cuffed pants with no kick in his step and
Buys a pack of backwoods
And a bottle of water
Burns away the ozone layer of his problems
He like papa, and mama
Can't face that it's often
Misfortune that he wallows in,
he used to be soft
Yet hes hollow in
The middle of his chest
Fist clenched
Rewinding to past days
And past ways
Constantly observing, reflecting and uncertain
If those were really good times
Or was he distracted
by constant reactions
Of classmates laughing
Permeating smiles
One look and you could see the vile
Oddly enough felt the need to reconcile
Grew up with all these kids when his mindset was child
Sadly bridges burn, and contacts lost
It was only a year ago but constantly cross
His mind everyday
Everyday goes by and not a second swayed to positive outlooks / but never stout shook/ ended up a crowned crook
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All around me/ brothers and sisters are dropping like flies/ it is hard for me to keep up with the times/ turn on the tv screen and here about another brother who got choked/ take a glance at my skin color and realize we're in the same boat/ but this boats more like a raft because we flow down the river/ twists and turns/ thinking of my fate makes me quiver/ not in fear, but in sadness/ for what will be my caption?/ here lies a captain/ no no/ here lies a man of action/ is what I'd like it to say/ and a blue sky above as opposed to gray/ but to be a man of action means I must make noise/ in my neighborhood/ where little girls and boys smile at the thought of growing/ but slowly my smile subsides as I realize where they are going/ and I know no one wants to be that guy/ but when is the last time we really tried?/ getting together in marches/ stamping out our own spark then/ go back home where we feel comfort/ we only feel for a moment/ for our fellow sister and brother/ and now I find myself in a predicament/ looking at the past and asking myself where that nigga went?/ where's Martin?/ where's Malcolm/ what would we be without them?/
I look around and see mice but no Falcons/ and the Falcons I do see have retracted their talons/ for they forget of the talent and verocity they hold/ one can only fight when they know/ knowing is half the battle/ and I urge my people to remember/ our tragedy was not September/ and if you do consider yourself a member/ of the black girls and boys club/ better get buzzin like bugs/ cause them old folks tired and we have able bodies/ so when it's time to fight your oppressors don't be froggy
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7. |
Early Summer 8/28/16
02:45
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Lately feels like the ground collapse from up under me
Sip from the flower on Rosery crosses mother bee/
Flying during a storm trying to dodge every drop/
Before it falls on my cells and I'm forced to plop/
On the ground I ain't have too much respect for/
Many over here on the ground thinking that they special/
Snowflakes but like everyone else they was caught in the wind/
Just like me, in a time id pretend/
Just to feel closer to the idea of kin/
The pain from me taken and expressed through a pen/
But I put my fist In my pocket & realize it's a sure shot that/
with no money I can't make a damn thing/
And now I'm over here thinking that the boat will sink
Relations taken to the seas and in my heart/
Was alone from the start
Seperate syllables and that all one etched on the bark/
Of the tree I found in the backwoods/
The flem in my throat clash good/
With the saliva I swallowed out of nervous expression
Yea he stutter in sentence/
Pigeon toed bestowed with the blessings
Smoke alone just to re account the lessons
Red eyes red eyes look up to grey clouds
It just ain't the same now
I don't hear what they say now
Only been a year and I'm jerkin tears
For jerks who were full of fear
My peers
In Highschool classes
Wonder why we oppose the nature of magnets
And push away to resist
This crude word known as existence
And I say this with my fist clenched
I am not a statistic
Ima go and get it
Not willing to rollover over and finished
Chains and shackles attract he'd to a system
That promotes me to be vile
Reconcile reconcile the days where my parents would shout Kyle where are you going
I'm not sure but I'm running slowly
clothes tailing in the wind I'm stout
Flowing
in repressed thoughts and motions going
Contradicting constantly learning the plot thicken
Hate who I see in the mirrors
Im defensive
And restless
Has dreams but also has a preference
The privilege of my thoughts
As if I have a choice
The days get longer were surely Moist
From all the sweat that drenched me
And the things I think of that you can't see
Nah nah nah that can't be
There must be an answer
I said a year ago in my banter
The past a memory takes the form of a phantom
A million ways to be considered a bad man
in this world
Enchanted by words
That make an exit
Over the tongue expressive
It's not what goes in
It's what comes out that defiles you
Reflect the nature of a child mute
Pure don't have to shoot
Weapons of Babylon highly rude
To the mother
Up under on the top
As above so below now the floor it mocks
Laughing at me laughing at me
Room with four walls
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the same things that makes you laugh, makes you cry
oh why does the same thing that make me laugh make me cry
a polarity shift, cuts deep like a razor
wiping my tears with, olive green paper
canned laughter ensued guzzled down with no chaser
surely soon you will have the taste of
same thing make you laugh, make you cry
watching summer float by autumn right behind
a bee sting to the spine
a reference soon not to be used
we sendin bees to the tomb
language created off of suffer and wounds
yet it slithers off the tongue oh so easy
nights where i did nothing but watch tv
days i can look back on and laugh about
tears fill up like clouds in the sky
the question always floats by
why am i subjugated to the human experience
surely theres been myriads and myriads
of those who have came before me
implanted their story on this rock
oh so shortly
black and white tiled flooring
a chess game assortment of pieces
anyone can get checked best believe
but some have weapons and bring rules and laws
i do not hold
when was the last time i told
someone they can't live their way
imposing aggression on nature
lead astray, imperfect light beings
that reflect deer in high beams
when faced with pressure
the thoughts in my head overbearing,
i look outside to see suburbia,
i don't want to be here
i go out as if I'm seeking
constantly with my demons
surrounded by demons
can't even keep up
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Fields swarm of the locust
Hell has yet to freeze over
I'm never sober these days
And without a reason
I create till my dreams can
No longer project
At night when I'm sleeping
Angels turn into demons
And my friends are no where to be
Found
And now I pick up the pieces
Shattered innocence teasing
I am no where to be found
Is this even the real me
Breaking out of the filming
Only to find I'm designed
Your moves are so predictable
Not a special snowflake at all
(X4)
Satisfactions an illusion, to be full is rather useless
The wise man knows he's foolish
Works forgotten but never fruitless
It lasts forever
Soften the glare like feathers
That fall from seagulls by the home
That eat garbage
This neighborhoods surely grown
And made me thoughtless
Of the paths I've crossed but
I never forgot about the old times
We spent together
Under telephone poll lines
Heart races as I gaze
Nights incomparable to the darkest of days
Only to arise from the same source
surely to be plagued
By the illusions of separation
Proceed patience
And have trust in
One who lacks trust in
Can't be trusted
Proceed patience
And have trust in
One who lacks trust in
Can't be trusted
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Centipedes on the ground
when I was young I had a fear of clowns
I look in the mirror
Only to find out
I'm scared of myself
cards I've Been dealt
Hand full of jokers
A barrier that kept me from being closer
Left me stuck with my soul crushed
Stuck between four walls
Walking stoned through the old halls
People peeped the red
As if they were streaks of blood at a crime scene
They stayed away, unless they wanted to find trees
Seemed to be all I was good for
Might as well have been pitch forks
In they hands
Nothing will speed up the falling grains of sand
Yet its what I wished for constantly
Now time soars and I'm a bit bothered
I get the feeling I'm being followed
Nocturnal tendencies I've been recommended to see a doctor
Wouldn't be a father
To have offspring in this world
While greedy men are plotting
To tax them the minute they kick out
Was kicked out time to time
Everyday the same habits
On the streets draggin
Shoe laces
Sleeping anywhere that had proved vacant
Usually it was the train station
Sometimes it was friends couches
Would sleep on wooden floors
And wouldnt exclaim "ouch" once
Just something I was used to
I can't escape it
My mind is chasing
Manifestations of ideas
And the guns right here
Should I pull the
And the guns right here
Should I pull it
And the guns right here
Should I pull it
And the Suns right there
It ain't so dull huh
It's not what goes in that defiles you
It's what comes out
The essence of the sentence
Not only talking prison but also talking verbal
Chooser of the red and blue pill
Created purple
Emerged from the square
Perception circle
Only to turn those
Ways back like a dial
Take time to do nothing
And reflect the essence of child
Overthinking and overbearing stretch out for miles
No reception
Prematurely ended endeavors
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cloudy days
I feel plagued
sunny rays, barely break through
I'm through, trying to change who
kites flying
through a hurricane
been inside so long, I heard it rained
unable to see from out my window
to think a pill can fix it all
such lies have been told to me before I could crawl
"you'll have it all"
they said
"the world is yours"
I feel the floor collapsing
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I had dreams too 9/15/16
03:09
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what'd you want to be when you were a kid
I had dreams but they were crushed into mist
im not sure where they went in this iridescent fog
but once they were gone I never done saw
all day long we just use to play
cops and robbers
hide and seek just may
take an hour out of my day
back when time didn't exist
and I wasn't lead astray by desirable things
in which confused my heart
I used to believe
in a lot of things
like Noah's ark
and now I won't go to the past
because I'm scared of the dark
but I really didn't think
id ever be lost
I really didn't think my friends would fall
out of contact
I really didn't think id steal clothes off a rack
I really didn't think all that much
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2001 9/20/16
01:29
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Ouraborus
02:16
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Ouroborus/ in tune with heavens chorus/ in tune with the underworld/ shrieks sound distorted/ from lost souls I reckon/ bit by the snake now the venom/ travels through tubes in an autumn finish/ pile of leaves and kids in/ synonym of seeds and twigs them/ recycled till harvested/ ripe for the pickin/ tree of life isn't familiar with sparing you for golden tickets/ made up in your mind the golden pickets/ seperate is from residents/ lost in exodus many have the wings of Pegasus/ but dismiss it for primary elegance/ societies on its back again/ mighty tortoise/ gracious gardens couldn't be avoided/ ejaculate now your kins in a void with/ every destructive force you abhorring/comes from the same gate/ creation/ minds cape the Rays in/ look how the paper thin/ just like perspective/ change in redirected with /a new pendulum/ no longer peasant/ only present/ for the tools and weapons/ all the bloodshed/ been here since the start/ energy cannot be created nor destroyed/ so the nature of your choice/ was foreseen by the mores and alchemical establishments/ etched on the talisman/ avoid quarreling by not exhalting the talented/ mind unraveling tryna wrap it round this life you call/ no coincidence only cause/ and that's an impossible feet/ life is intangible just like the streets where the rats/ go for fees and they pack/ many like feens they in packs/ attracted by the sound of the flute bearer/ using air and terra/ to instill terror to the townsman/
they all exit they houses/ in a brash rage/ didn't know they came in contact with the last sage/ or atleast he thought/ pitchforks and shovels/ surrounding I look outnumbered/ but one glow from the ruby on my chest/ I felt this thunder/ rupture body pressure/ reluctant to touch one skin cell/ cause this won't end well/ and with the blink of an eye the scroll opened/ unforeseen scriptures glared only for a moment/ violence I don't condone it/ hand-signs and shadow cloned it/ now I got back up/ had to get back up, in times where I felt/ taking more steps would take me off the edge/ visions of killing niggas in my head.. Left the battle scene everyone dead
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Separations a facade
Sometimes it may feel your mind is in a fog
Within the fog is a bog
A place
a swamp
You can't get what you want
That's not how it goes
You know cause you've grown
And the universe has shown
To achieve growth
Suffering must be mastered
If that weren't the case you'd be lying in a casket
But you're still here
And this sheer force you carry
Is dear to some around you
Water surrounds you
You're on an island I've been
Soaring gliding
Sometimes I try to use my wind
To push and tug
But it feels almost ineffective
I'm also in a rut
I say the same things and have nothing new
I fear that if I had to I wouldn't be able to comfort you
Or others in my life line
This light shine
I have it feels I cast darkness
Over all of those around me
And slowly it begins sounding
The same
A pattern
To be broke
I constantly smoke
Constantly choke in times of action
What happened what happened
Although it seems some have it figured
I just wanted you to know I think of a gun and trigger
Next to my head
And the blood that will shed if I pull it
You're not alone here
We're both speeding bullets
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at a desk desktop in front of me
feel my feelings plummeting
down a drain a stall
constantly picture myself in a hall
and down this hall are numerous doors
sweat drips from my pores
and I feel anxiety
every door I open
I can sense my eyes widening
a surge
a high that brings reconciling
for what I've seen can't be undone
I am looking for the sake of fun
no rhyme nor reason
no misleading
guided by what I yearn for
red and blue energies on either spectrum confide and make purple
sometimes hurtful monsters greet me
yet I know they're not completely harmful
so I bring the opposition by the armful
although some have fangs and have farmed souls
aware though of what the dark holds
a massive light that sends citizens of hell to dark holes
while they cower in fear I smile from a distance
for they fear what they're made of
a true cognitive dissonance
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Magic Tables 10/28/16
01:25
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pale tables levitate swaying at 360 degrees/
the table cloth swings with ease/
No resistance a short difference from my eyes they have pleas/
"sit at the table we have what you need!"/
the room a hue of purple and pink that brings/
A dreamy tranquil feeling that causes one to bleed/
The essence of magic and in a moment a cabinet swung open/
Dancing forks, knives and utensils exclaiming I was chosen/
A chair arises from up under me/
Carrying me to a table almost motherly/
I look and see plates flying like frisbees/
A loaf of bread and knives that begin smothering/
The slice of bread smeared with the cream of the cow/
Oh how I think of my mother now/
The days we shared and laughs without care/
Now mundane and not there/
Food aligns itself on the table glistening an invisible halo/
Candle lit the candle speaks to me/
"You have a smug look, why not eat away your suffering?!"/
And now Ive grown tired I can barely believe the events in which transpired/
I rub my eyes to find I'm in a wall of fire
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Wandering the castle
01:06
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smacked across the cranium
woke up in a lost past
a white dust similar to what chalk has
floats around the room broken windows and sharp glass
many rows of books similar to what sharks stab and skewer
teeth razor cut
crocodile in a sewer
crying false tears that are putrid
the mucus
membranes by my nose become irritated
reminds me of the kid inside in fear of hatred
unaware of patience
arose from the crevices
step out the casket
cob webs and skeletons
legs seem placid
muscle spasms fluctuate as I wander through this chasm
floor of fire feels as if I'm walking on plasma
a door slammed shut at the end of the hallway
suddenly the floor begins falling
reflective of what fall brings
loud and tyrannical the caw of a starling
in the distance
floor cracks like a fissure
running away fast but I gotta be quicker
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Halloween 10/31/16
00:33
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today is halloween yet I'm no longer a child
this day no longer brings a smile
the days they yelled "Kyle, stay close to mommy and daddy"
sadly I look back on those days where grabbing a bag and filling it with candy
was as delightful as swinging from branches
in my backyard
its hard to let go of the things they show us
all these holidays and family moments
and in school before diplomas
such a magic
truly tragic
its no longer there
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The boy in the room
01:29
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The walls talk to me
00:34
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time and time again the ceiling talks to me
only when I'm alone does it constantly
tell me I'm not alone a parasitic cognancy
the shadow trails behind following
wallowing and crying
the moonlight is blinding
staying inside confiding
to the walls combining
that with the fact I wander through the halls
checkered floors ghosts dance in circles a ghoulish ball
sweeter then nectar an iridescent pressure
I heard my name being called
walked all over, looking over my shoulder it lead me to a bathroom stall
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The deal with the devil
01:51
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the devil cut me a deal while playing the piano
I wasnt moving but alas my shadow
was in a groove it moved across the room
he asked me "would you like your suffering to ensue? hence you came to me to end your suffering with the snap of a finger I can bring, all your wishes and deepest desires, I live in a land of fire yet I'm quite understanding"
my shadow stopped dancing, the piano stopped playing, he got a bit closer so I could hear what he was saying
on top of the table conveying the same message indeed
only this time he said it was what I need
"No need to pay no fees astray, practically free I say, lives are like clay I can take the gray away and bring colors you'd nver imagine, feelings you left abandoned in a childhood past left intangi-ble for you truly weep the blandest soul, this world is rather cold, hence you see the breath of moles, weasels, snakes and roaches, wasn't this winter the coldest?
to be continued....
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The other side
00:33
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The other side is no other
It arises from the same source
Man cannot be man when he tries to tame Quartz
Or tame himself using stained swords
Earth, water, wind and flame roars
Different grains of sand carried in the same gourds
Walking through a checkered floor hallway full of strange doors
Which in turn had a kin to the same path
Big Bang, God, and the universe reflected claymores
Yet they're about as different as
Love and hate
Push and pull
Vine to the grape
It's so
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Blue
01:44
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The power of the sutra
02:27
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Man and woman who give physical alms upon those in need just a divisible arm/ monk who remembers sutra clasp his palms reads it to the man in need watch the physical part/ from tangible to ungraspable a syllables charge/ can last for a life time dis-a-ble the odds/ all matched against him a new vision of ra/ kingdom come light undone the scripture was ours/ prophetic life flesh and the criptic etched scars/ left molded stones in divinitive arts/ seed full of hatred breeds the pinnacle crop/ duality pass through and see the ceilings mirage/ there's something above heaven and celestial gods/ something below hell color Crimson and dark / a septic flow of putrid a prisoners heart/ black as lungs smeared with residue of tobacco molecular tar/
A necrotic sack full/ not sick yet pops artificial capsules/ to remove his focus from the cackles/ come from mystical creatures in catacombs / thrash over to a resevoir puddle full of black holes/ relinquish the light an army of trapped souls/ leaking out silouhette of Cerberus a guarded threshold/ envision such infectious bacteria running up blood vessels / splitting a part it's drive to live rather commendable/ adaptatious predator mendable and bendable/ engulf local cells like mail in an envelope/ press and roll pass it to a friend a foe/ extra presidential slope Avalanche depressive low/ pressure of stress known to swell head like a cantaloupe/decapitate a buck and have its antlers soaked/ mounted on a wall in a manner so/ stupendous and ridiculously pimpin/ fire flame dances tellin me indeginous scriptures
tall it stands above the fireplace viewed by the children/ had a preminition of a mythical griffin/ taxidermist removed all the feeling, and stuffed it with white filling/ try to trump trope over a powder like villain/ but permeable moves right through it, transparent ghost vapor fluid/ off white dukin' with off black/ lady Titans frugal nights spent exhausted on back/ street soldier trench foot boots combat/ square prism jumping up & down homes beat the roof off that/
sittin evaporated bottles carbonated bubbles the roots all flat/ partially outnumbered the crew chews talk smack/ in the crevice of the womb past noon crude cruise shark snack/ - sharpened edge of an axe only the spruce barks back/ serpents guarding dangling fruit shoots on latts/ devil in a suit deduce nuce contracts / from ship to land a mutated baboons loose conquest/
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3
02:41
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this mental convulsion leaves asseveration/
only for self advantageous/
Neanderthal the path of rage is
prehistory lash out the creators creation
Post-Cretaceous/
All my plates and silver ware as clean as created/
Food vaporized and beamed to a spaceship/
Molecular splitting reflected off vases in a living room encased in/
Four walls of cemented placement, red bricks lay as souls of natives under reservations/
Partially why most spiritual hauntings occur in basements/
White overpopulated mela-nations/ and took two spits and shits on land that was sacred/
Took two chips of man to think he was nak ed/
Took two dips of hands in sands shaken/
Not a new statement follow at the hooves of Satan/
Humans dna code close to pork so enjoy your bacon
Saw the strength of the darker one assumed he could break it/
Through unlawful alchemical genetic modifications/
Bringing em on slaveships enforced to pay rent/
This 9-5 day shift parliament placement/
Augmentative
Often aggressive not on auto pilot so they hate it/
Ottomans an empire an umpire calls strikes that made it/
From the pitcher past the batter while caged in/
Holding a make-shift Mage stick
Toe to toe with a feline draped in, velvet stripes Frosted Flakes they great kid/
The end ain't a grave shift
Blasphemy creating artificial space in/ the form of data zeros and ones racin/
Slow motion bullets grazing gravitational lay ins/ known as air depth defying matrix/ slower frames per second death adopting patience/
Adopting children severed arm seven waiting, on a patrain / settled on a faceless / sword of Excalibur/ stuck in the trachea walked on water to many places/
Every neighborhood telephone pole and hanging shoe laces/
Books wide open wind turning pages/ exclaiming praise to the ages/
Aging cross a stargate wrinkles appear on faces/
Olly olly oxen free had to be this tall to ride so face it/
This life was a choice ion wanna hear no more or less/
On a race against millions with no eyes and somehow stepped/
Foot in a life that reflects the essence of flesh/
Yeah you would've thought Bruh but you played yourself/
Clipped off wings and our halos fell /fractals of all fallen angels embrace the smell
Heaven and earth seem off set Laying in a coffin awesome craters forged of a comet and now the karmic debt settles in like onyx
Consciousness how do you conjure shit, reflections of the universe just bomb the shit
Straight to hell figured we got no where else to ride
Human fabric yet we all skeletons inside
(x2)
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31. |
Baby boom 12/16/16
01:45
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32. |
Terrible son 12/30/16
01:21
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33. |
Unused Chorus
01:36
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34. |
1/6/17 (Slow)
06:48
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35. |
1/6/17
05:41
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36. |
2/7/17
00:49
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Give me a sign 2/10/17
02:04
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Give me a sign give me a sign God give me a sign
On the streets on the streets rats run for cover blind
By artificial lights artificial lights the moths shrine
Cold nights cold nights a cup full of dimes
Duck over jump now turnstile winds
Segregated playgrounds kin notice of kind
Flem and a Wad of spit could bind
Iron barbs and fences together
How will I know that I'm
How will I know the mind
Can't see it can't see it had to just float in time
The ocean chimes just a jellyfish coated in slime
Sprawled out wriggling my tentacles just to find
A certain beam that shines yet it ain't fluorescent
Sittin on the curb on the cement floor guessing
Questions questions keep askin me questions
Testing testing universal school teaching me lessons
And less on
Get stepped on
Moving through a metaphorical desert hotter than a gas lit Teflon
Head strong fresh psalms read from flesh palms
Two ways to go what's right and what's left wrong
Supposed to listen to god yet baphomet lives calm
He somehow made 100 angels pissed off
And how you make a persuasive argument get a grip John
1 of 1 (1:1) the beginning was the word of God
What a facade word was supposed to be broken and now a hundred i's
Can say they walked a path shrouded in mystery
You can't understand happiness without over standing misery
Pity me pity me
Worlds smallest violin plays me a symphony
This life ain't a gift to me
More like a burden
Oh I hate it why did I have to be a person
Could've been a dog
Or some fungi growing in the crevice of a log
In the chess game first line of defense a pawn
Took many L's a knight that was slept on
And you just think
That you all sprawled out
Ain't got no hope
You all sprawled out
And you just think
That you all sprawled out
Ain't got no hope
you all sprawled out
And you just think
That you all sprawled out
Ain't got no hope
you all sprawled out
And you just think
That you all sprawled out
Ain't got no hope
you all sprawled out
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39. |
Save yourself 2/15/17
02:11
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40. |
The demon within 2/19/17
00:58
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Afraid of the demon in a cage battered deep inside/
Knee deep in a pool of sewer water I confide/
My strength and how I can rule my body about two times
Over and the demon suddenly opened its eyes
Wide and bulging red like the sight of blood sucking flies
Heat sensory de sensory phenolic steam rise
Strong legs scaled skin and the claw of a feline
Dragon mustache whisps from side to side
Smoke thru the nostrils couldn't feed my
Demon if I tired appetite greater than five
Unfillable Voids that render the depths of space and time
Useless the belly of the beast can't be whole
Empty a prisoned seal transmutated to my soul
And if I plan to grow, old weak and stumble
The demon within will engulf me and all my troubles
He asks me "mortal do you know I could crush you?"
Steaming bubbles rising above the gate my clothes ain't flood proof
Submerged neck deep now cold the flux through
All of my veins almost as if a ghost were to touch you
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You blind in both eyes can't make the picture clearer
Whatever you throw at me is useless I've got a magic mirror
Making reflections that may seem unrecognizable
Pan to The steam that exudes from the nozzle
Hope
Know you wasn't thinkin this A long time ago
Don't seem like you the kinda soul
To plan for snow rain or winter
Unfortunately bumped into the Abominable atom splitter
Any shot u deal will come back 2 hit ya
Beware of Boomerang force to deliver not only to yaself but crew members
Energy transmuted threw palm slaps remember
The day's woke up ungrateful
Spent watching cable bummy Decembers
Drill tender screw drive in skin using terror to
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One is my enemy 4/17/17
01:03
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I'm in a limit to my senses
Past movements seemed in the moment to be regret less
But now I regret this
Sitting in the pale blue room my face mends this
Idea of how I am supposed to feel
But slowly I droop down to my soles to A pretentious point of view
The world is a pot of water and it boils you
Crawfish no nutrient soil dude
Trees dying not even treated as royal dukes
And here I am courting the fair king as a loyal fool
Who juggles fruits and a canister of oil too
I ain't a solvent in water colored Royal blue
Snakes coil up my spine could do
Wonders
One does not
One does not simply
One does not empty
One is my enemy
One does not
One does not simply
One does not empty
One is my enemy
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The worlds an oyster so use it
Make pearls lathered coated jewels inside of her purse creates mutants
Defying the earth
Rather die in it first
Than reach salvation second
Holding a chrome coated weapon .45 colt milo meter peace a dead end for those who saw a life without it
Iris is shrowded by endocrine fassets moving thru blood stream keeping mind clouded
Thought of perception present tense but high risk equals high reward
And now the targets shoutin
Karmas an accountant Takin some shit that's not yours
On your accord Only draws to opposing in force
And events that may seem unfavorable
The tint of the halo glow
dimmers an unchangable battle rages in the interior
Mighty light verses vast shadows soldiers imperial
Pawns move chess board inferior
If in fear before moving to war
They turn they rears the
Opposite way
Sites ain't grey only how they seem
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The worlds an oyster so use it
Make pearls lathered coated jewels inside of her purse creates mutants
Defying the earth
Rather die in it first
Than reach salvation second
Holding a chrome coated weapon .45 colt milo meter peace a dead end for those who saw a life without it
Iris is shrowded by endocrine fassets moving thru blood stream keeping mind clouded
Thought of perception present tense but high risk equals high reward
And now the targets shoutin
Karmas an accountant Takin some shit that's not yours
On your accord Only draws to opposing in force
And events that may seem unfavorable
The tint of the halo glow
dimmers an unchangable battle rages in the interior
Mighty light verses vast shadows soldiers imperial
Pawns move chess board inferior
If in fear before moving to war
They turn they rears the
Opposite way
Sites ain't grey only how they seem
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My negro existence
Whether it be a man is born in the ghetto camps invented by Germans
Or he lives in the suburban
Rural it's all the same
It's one big game of arms pulling wool over the eyes a damn shame
For the negro man partake in the game not knowing of his name
Not knowing of where his roots are at
But here comes Uncle Sam in a red blue and white hat
Don't worry brother we've got more things to worry about
Like putting food in your families mouth
Or paying taxes and staying out of trouble
Building from building debree of rubble
For it comes and goes and falls it will
All empires shrill that soon the revolution will be knocking at the door
And when it does it don't matter if you're poor
Rich , tired or young
Because things done will also be undone
Cycles and patterns seen countless times in the wake of the world
Ottoman Empire, Roman Empire, Egypt pristine like pearls
But as prestine as it is nothing tangible can be eternal
It is created and then expunged into the inferno
Constantly knocking itself down
Surely man would know by now the sounds
But under this great empire or whatever you wanna call it
There is the so called black man, his ID in his wallet
But his ID is scattered across the lands
European conquistadors spread their seed on woman and they flower like plants
With a mix of confusion and self hatred instituted
We don't have time to question these institutions
And from that a pattern arises motions of tides in for it comes in waves
The ones without names start hearing of one
Somebody stands up and says teach our sons
At first not many are on board but once more attention is drawn it begins
Brothers out on the streets again
Claiming praise to the word
For this is the craziest thing ever heard
We used to be on top, we created science and mathematics
But surely an apparatus was created to keep us intoxicated
We used to be on top father forgive us
For we also forget we can create a new system
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5/19/17 [Audio Log]
03:20
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48. |
Widow man 5/21/17
00:41
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Widow man he's a widow man
Walk with eight legs see his silouhette
Creepy crawler filled to the brim with the
Cast of a shadow on the wall milked cinder
Sinned in her, twisted Cinderella
Attached several, spins of hell from thorax abdomen propelled umbrella
More like a net to catch any six legged fella
Scared was even the story teller when seen armies cordially draw they weapons
tanks and septum no cautionary fashion present
Heat seeker eyes sees red and color lemon
Hue of green on less hot surface bounced off of retina lenses
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50. |
6/2/17 [Audio Log]
01:54
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51. |
6/4/17 [Audio Log]
00:47
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James & The giant beanstalk peach
Thorn on the stem of the rose he grabbed reluctantly
And get more pain and hatred than the second coming of chucky
Childs play it could get ugly but his youth was his luck see
So cold frustrated forced to duck heat
And heaps of pain
So numb to it all seems like he has a cyborg programmed brain
It's all a game till somebody gets hurt
With blood stains on sweatshirt summer days ladies out make ya neck hurt
Petty effort he had the swag of his walk
And a stranger gave him beans with orders to grow a magic beanstalk
Later that evening known to make speakers knock scenes of Spock getting ultra beam abducted
Dosent keep in contact with relatives they all more like distant cousins
Fits of sludge slow malarkey molasses
Forgets to put mits on when he reach in the oven
Heard rustling rumbling or something went to the bag where he put the lil munchkins
Emptied em out on the cupboard tried to make less moves were subtle
They hopped around seaped into the floor and made a puddle
More like a portal to another dimension
Beanstalk began growing topping pinnacle Ascension
Every second that passed immense girth growth broke the ceiling and debree lessend
Much of the space that was his room
Soaring high above like the cleft chin on a full moon
And mysterious questions the darkness had his answers in the dim lit womb
Dim lit room wallpaper fits his fist right thru
At times suffering gets him loose
Off his screw
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6/15/17 [Audio Log]
03:08
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demon of the silver wind Queens, New York
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