so. everything i do i do it for the love. hope to hold it close to me together rise above. through the flies and mud. we come from pure decay. but still we grow and blossom maybe see a brighter day. and find a better way. that we can coexist. as a single creature floating in an ocean mist. my deepest hope is this. its just a hopeful wish. to move forward out of this dystopian abyss. all u can smell is piss, and step on broken glass, i gotta clear a way or find myself an open path. and slay the locusts fast. im jumping iron gates. to avoid the plagues that all the worlds tyrants face. at a giants pace. we jumping leaps and bounds. to locate the tree where all the new leafs is found. so we can turn a few. cross a bridge and burn a few. all the while cover enough ground to burn a shoe, wear a hole through your soul thats how ya learn the Blues. roll the dice and know the price. ya better pay yer dues. or youll be pay per veiw. or spend your time trying to find the mastermind that laid the clues. and try and stay in tune. as well as keep the time. explore the depths of the mind and find the deepest shrine. you see i sleep with mine. i found it in my dreams. a jade fountain with the water somehow crystalline. i tried to take a swim. but i got lost adrift. couldnt tell up from down in the glowing mist. then i came ashore upon a distant land. just a vagabond with silver toungue and golden hand. but just a grain of sand. amongst the hour glass. the hours past and i try to get devoured last. by the beast and the goblins. the streets got the problems. and u could spend 100 years and a week trying to solve them. but some how the world keeps revolving... thenemptyness of this abyss found in all things.