The words fall from my eyes as streams of light, they tell a story; they pick and choose a serving man I called and called and called Peaces of the pie, I partook in and found none, peace in the pain, I gave it a spin as a no-body, as a no-thing (from 0-9) Openings …
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The Signs of Our Times
I won’t accept the bending of wills, harming of innocence Near fury, we demand justice for all victims of paedophilia Dropping the bitter truth into the collective mind In times of high crimes against humanity, breathe spirit-fire Prepare to serve and protect innocence Notice the riting in their temples-don’t bury your head Ask not, for …
The Immaculate Perception 