There goes my pulse

Beats like morse code

All the bones and skulls

Hidden in the wardrobe

Now become my clothes

Skeletons of warzones

Living in my home

I think I found my mind

Lord you know I lost it

Water turned to wine

Made us all alcoholics

The hollow in the side

Bottle up my conscience

The well has run dry...

My feet fell asleep now I'm dead wide awake

The sweet smell of kief starts to breeze my way

Twenty two rings here swinging through the grain

Granted to the tree extended through the main

The wind up in my lung blow the dust off the bookworm

Tell me what it look like which way to look first

Flown to the east bird now I'm headed westward

Tell me why the good die know why the crook smirks

Brought out the ice box pulled out the ice pick

Living in your room now the ice man is coming

Damn this is a cold world man I think I like it

Summer seems to end from the winter I collide with

One in a billion souls spill into the mic with

Failures and my goals blood with which I write this

Sailing through my dome waiting for the pirates

Take everything you own

Thrown into the fire

Now we watch as it burns

Its a Saturday in August

Loss of my nerve

Can't put the mic down

Lost in my words

Dance as I write now

Lost in my world

Dance as I write now

Walk in my world

Dance as I write now

Walk in my world

Dance as I write now

Walk in my world

Dance as I write now

Walk in my world

There's a spirit in my ear now, circled out we spittin'

Home to the fear child, beast here within

Want to put the spear down but hunting's how we live

Time for the feast, the feast is all it is

Drumming makes my bones shake

Pace it with my right

Hold my book in my left hand

The others keep in time

See the math work I'm a number named always

Trapped on the earth where we'd rather sin oddly

My chakras are in line

I don't need no logic

Crawling up my spine

Leave it to my promise

Swallow up my pride

Spit it to the godless

All of these lies...

The wind up in my lung blow the dust off the bookworm

Tell me what it look like which way to look first

Flown to the east bird now I'm headed westward

Tell me why the good die know why the crook smirks

I feel like the story is grown and I've left

Only you are here child cleaning up this mess

Funny as a joke that just broke with no punchline

Giving up on hope but hope is giving you time

And in the tower of my words I live sitting proper

Cowards wait to burn while I live long and prosper

May I live long and prosper

Should I live long and prosper?