cadence

dreaming to a cadance where your peace looses patience i don't know whos gonna make it yet in my blood i can not fake it the taste for blood i can not shaje it if you destroy are homes ill leave your lineages naked and plot it out with fragrance see i am me but inly because the ladder cant breathe unless i say be so mode it see if trumpets blow may their ear drums bleed. may their ancestors scream because we breathe