Reptilian Radical

I cannot shed my dermis as reptiles deem worthy, still incapable of accessing chambers beating with frostbitten flurry.

I might have believed the heat if it had been photosynthesized, but I conversed with the flowers and gossiped of burnt meat mysteriously cannibalized-

The blood soaked blanket, the cipher in the sediment, even the raven drank from the oasis and cured his clumsy speech impediment.

Heavy is the lid and weary are the tarsals, just blame the impish breeze who’s countenance remains incredulously impartial.

Nonetheless, these forbidden chemicals have now become essential, but the tectonic plates will persevere, and allow the cold blooded to boast of stolen potential.