Released on 1997

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[Intro]

Divine is the mind's gliph in timeless

Etchings...


[Verse 1, incomplete]

Behold

It's the anti-sex, drugs

Lost in religion

Product of public schooling system

I'm supposed to remain, calm

Supposed to be in prison

With the host of the vile, rancid

Foridden rubbish of society

I lay smitten in soul sobriety

Grizzled with the divine hand

Of humanitarism still huddled mass

Don't wanna listen

All blind eyes among the egoism

For greed runs bloody through society circulatory system

But I think therefore I cause

An aneurysm

In this cultural vein, attempt at civilization

Prothetic (?cry?) lines tracing

The anarchisms shaping

Vividly painting

It's manifestation

Boldly

Seems to be escaping

All these generic Dick AND Janes and I

(?) come from a physical plane

And again

The latter was strictly hypothetic

Subject

Matter

For most of my fellow vertebrates are pathetic

Severely battered

Logically synthetic invalids

Physically welded to ignorance

A systems anesthetic

Inoculating this

Recessively genetic

Human race of primates

Hopelessness thaws in the mindscape

But it's such

Inept ingrates

From which I

Almost emulate

For such lunacy only motivates

This being of streetlights

And sewer grates

Urban magistrate

Poised to emancipate

My nuclear family infinite

Struggle gape and self-sanity, apathy

From atop my milk crate


[ Hook ]

Amidst the ignorance and arson

I lay intellectually starving

With pen meticulously

Sharpened

Birthing life in blue light margins

As I graciously etch my soul on parchment

Amidst the ignorance and arson

I lay intellectually starving

With pen meticulously

Sharpened

Birthing life in blue light margins

As I graciously etch my soul on parchment


[Verse 2, incomplete]

And

Hold

More

Words

To the impure from the wise

Take all your

Religions

Economical subdivisions

Prisons

Racial fission

Hope scattering prisons

And upper crust pseudo-educated-isms

Back to your sanctions hidden

Deep with incestuous hatred

Where savages dance conceptually naked

Around the loveless flames

Blazes white hot wit deceit

Greed

And

Rages

Filling these metropolitan mazes with it's ageles gas

Of geocidal agents

Causing severe civil impatience

Throughout the generations

Thus our

Newborn become such grotesquelly deformed

Hybrids of societal norms

Would rather conform

Like all good sacrificial lambs

But this one would rather create with idle hands

And bear fruit united wastelands

Of airid modern mans'

Endless homogenous homosapien sands

So I stands, or rather grace the desolate

Is a vocal oasis

Surging with the nectar of the fates which

Mystically irragates us

Utopian retreat for all sages

Pavements

Ancient trance channeling through pages

Amid blood and wounded incantations

So at least gather your concentration

I don't give a republican's tongue

If you're into rock, rap or asymilation

This here is creation

As it exists in nature

So bear witness or bear fate to my pen

As it's meticulously sharpened

And it's the ignorance and arson

Passionately pours, to etch my soul on parchment


[ Hook ]

Amidst the ignorance and arson

I lay intellectually starving

With pen meticulously

Sharpened

Birthing life and (??) margins

As I graciously etch my soul on parchment

Amidst the ignorance and arson

I lay intellectually starving

With pen meticulously

Sharpened

Birthing life and (??) margins

As I graciously etch my soul on parchment


[ Hook ]

Amidst the ignorance and arson

I lay intellectually starving

With pen meticulously

Sharpened

Birthing life and (??) margins

As I graciously etch my soul on parchment

Amidst the ignorance and arson

I lay intellectually starving

With pen meticulously

Sharpened

Birthing life and (??) margins

As I graciously etch my soul on parchment


[ Outro ]