Dead Dimensions

By Konphlicted

On Ready The EP

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[Verse 1]

Fully redeemed inside the dreamscape

While under supreme weight

Regimes break, ravines take shape

My mental esteem shakes

Extreme case, it may take place

Where intricate faith withers

Shape shifters tried to escape with haste

Demons make chase quicker, wraiths shiver

From the climate arising a violet (purple)

Violent cataclysm pre-written within the silence

Must a prophet predict the imminent abyss arriving

When we ripping holes in the very sky that we relied in

They say the devil searches for souls it’s those we providing

An endless supply of dying evicted from senseless lying

Crying ions into liquid

The signals prevented by the relentless meniscus

From disturbing the surface intentions

The vile defile virgins, inverting the serpent’s prison

Converting verses written, in plain sight where truth is hidden

Myriad façade of demi-gods revolving the superstition

Involve dissolving religions devolving the intuition

Indoctrinated decisions intended to make incisions

Serving to further murder any and all acts of resistance

The media manufactures facts to distract attention

Extracting that inhibition that causes the intervention

Between becoming enlightened kings and queens or simply living

Being beings bringing beams of light to the plight of existence

Or cast into an unaware despair abysmal prison

Wondering without a care which propels this hell affliction

Is it my mission to regale, tell tales dispel this position?

Or is it I fail to listen, assailed by the dead dimensions

But such inquisitions are neglected and deemed irrelevant

Cash replaces intelligence as the prevalent element

And ever since, the bloodshed commences hence

Dispense the pent frustration sensations until I’m spent

Repent and vent spirit awaken elation I represent

While some resent the elevation, escaping

I circumvent, any obstacles placed before me

A vision detailed, while many foretell the opposite story

I opt to concoct an allegory

For those who follow the flock I’m not in your category

Won’t stop although times are gory

And topple the lies before me

Inhibited by distributed waves throwing fits in this cage

Growing demented from venomous rays that’s inflicting the rage

Vague images pervade brains, causing sickness and pain

Invade occipital til all remains a particular strain

Insane villains attacking endocrine systems

A fraction of masses that’s actually feeling

Disastrous endings approaching, most hoping its rescinding

Or cope by pretending

Or vote for a finely tailored joke who spews dope from his throat

Pause several seconds for reflection

A moment for digestion I resume the introspection

The session looms as I consume the luminous selection

A cumulous collection proceeding the bleak complexion

A feasting beak picks bleeding meat at the peak of perfection

I try to speak but it’s too deep leads to a sheep’s rejection

Content to sleep as I seek progression to beat this oppression

Each lesson feeds essence the heat lessens, a brief convection

Divided minds reckless devising to reach acceptance

The signs materialize into weapons

Designed to neutralize and quantify the prime into sectors

Marginalized to spend their lives searching for why to the questions

Nothing is fair

And there is no escaping despair for the aware

Burdens manufacture shackles to bear, caught in the snare

Don’t beg for mercy isn’t it clear that no one cares

In these dead dimensions