The Warrior

By Agiris

Released on August 28, 2020

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With an open call that fuels the air

My echo fails to order

The silences of disrepair

To orchestrate reward for

My intentions

My pretences

My delusional inventions

I've nipped them in the bud

To revel in my sentences

Is to bask in filthy mud

And catch pneumonia

Mirage euphoria

Sabotage the warrior

I guess it's all new money huh?

Dust tastes deliberate when I sit still

My tongue has no liberty when I'm this ill

My lungs fill with language longing to spill

Spill

Spill

Spill

With an open palm that longs to share

I sacrifice the altar

For an ulterior prayer

I try to wear the cult under my

Convictions

False depictions

The truth has faced restrictions

On who I have become

What I have I become

I've severed all my reverence

And I've watched it come undone

To catch pneumonia

Mirage euphoria

Sabotage the warrior

I guess it's all new money huh?

Dust tastes deliberate when I sit still

My tongue has no liberty when I'm this ill

My lungs fill with language longing to spill

Spill

Spill

Spill

There's a million ways to thrill inside a reverie

No place for the past the future's just a memory

You've got to play it tenderly

Then mentally, eventually

You're lack of co-dependency will strengthen your cord

But Oh Lord I'm lacking the ancillary

And Oh Lord it's black in my capillary

I bleed dead ink

My home is in the cemetery

I'm sedentary

This sudden laryngectomy is why I'm ignored

Coz I've caught pneumonia

And I've got insomnia

It's a full on brain attack

I'm a sullen maniac

Coz I've caught pneumonia

And I've got insomnia

It's a full on brain attack

I'm a sullen maniac