Reconquered Stature
A past state of future existence
In solitude fear acquires gruesome attitudes.
Ascending to higher altitudes activates sabotage's sabbatical.
Reflection's diabolical speech dials the most recent from atop this
Demons peak.
Amplified debauchery spread amongst airwaves around me.
It is clarity I seek; absence of meek.
Tune to a frequency from an ancient week.
Before the Break Parthenon. Antés Babylon.
Embrace the bitter before its gone.
Appreciate both life and death equally before stimuli takes on a Sweetness that the third eye cannot combat.
If an internal light is seized, can it come back?
Squandered souls sacked up in a hazmat.
The lone gangsta in Death's fitted cap
Riding through the city.
Testing the waters. Reaching spiritual capacity
Then blowing the top off.
You can't claim to be part of the family
If you never gone toe to toe with me.
Blowing so much smoke, ya covered in soot.
I told you troubles afoot,
But when the fools busted in you ran halfway up the chimney and hid. Keep ya chin tucked if ya see me.
I'm skipping the combo, going right to the upper.
Cut from existence.
Left the body, but staked its head at the base.
Posted as a warning sign for the wicked who chimed in.



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