Half Life - Intellectual

Watermark limbs

And a dark rim spec to give

Sedatives

Live and let hemorrhage

Second wind

Trimmed the hedges into identical twins

And then ascended the ridge of an impenetrable fortress

From there it's more a less a game of chance

Until we meet the devil and we have a dance

Not too advanced but a middle range soldier

Boast of boulders though it's only rocks

With a culture shock backlash

Locked and loaded

Open fire to inspire rot

Corrosion

Dust

Settle to concrete

For on these steps

Ennui lays to rest

And I'll bet

The opposition wasn't expecting separate flanks

And a septic tank full of stones

Let's take a moment thank those that feast on the meat and the bones of defeat

Dig deep

The role of the jester

Lest her loins appease this

Queer little point of weakness

To seek this throne is egress window strategy

Half dead battery life

Like light and dark was a crossroad taken with glass half empty

Since we apparently can't make ends meet let's reach a compromise

Otherwise it'll end me

No hope ever comforts

No repose

A grandiose example of a handy dose

To gladly coax a

Love that on gentle heart

Swiftly seizes entities

And then releases heavily on enemies for a

Love that exempts no one

Loving in return is what concerns first person

Turn of events leant diversion

There is no greater woe

Misery is memory and yet it's a necessity for progress

Second guessing all prospects

Break necks

Place bets

Pay debts with a blade to the chest

I'll lay to rest in the grave on the day that the test is a failing grade

You can pave my way with a pitch black ocean

Can't be saved from a wave encroaching

Poach the renaissance

Contra

Though the mantra says to deny we refuse to comply

The roots of propriety silently soak up every secretion expelled by the deep end folk

Fell to the ground like yolk to the pan

Just hoping to stand back up

No luck

Chivalry is dead but a lead pipe seems to suffice

Left to devices of wrath

Syphon a half tank back to the land site

Bashful and aptly harassed

Thankfully passed up a chance due to circumstantial evidence

Sedimentary rock formation

Stop don't hasten the making of top rotation

Occupational therapy

But it's there to be a crutch

Or an aid

Whatever you require in the face of an adversary

Made from the metal of an accidental save

Slave to the petals of Venus fly trap

High grade wire tap

I may borrow that for an expedition of my own

Nothing set in stone

Just watch as I turn the wicker chair into a throne

And bury my bone for the winter

Smack

Dab in the middle of the laughter

Forehead brazened with paint spelling bastard

Capture the essence of a person and embody every wrinkle

Sink to the bottom of the inkwell