A Mess of Future Heathens
Seeing the shadow in vision
Getting feared of what the great poison
Hiding out back to the scratch
Tired of being what they're interpreted
To be looked up in the sun
To be puked in deep water run
To be lost in relief distance
I was fight,
But no lights were made
So where is is heading through wind?
Passing it off to be betrayed and seen
That soak tree's been relied on
As this volt is unscrambled the notion
I'm a mess of the the future heathens
for breaching all the world's inscription
of mine and people's
As start to be persuaded by time
In the middle of selfish and elusive mind