Obscene Art
Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:10 am
whats all the calamity,
humanity drowning while its downing shots of its vanity
sanity mixed while it slips and kicks at the hands that feed
slamming creeds but the man in me fights for my dignity
infinity ways to live and die while victims lie in my vicinity
enemies as sin is winning instantly we stand in the background
crack's found as empty facts sound alarms in that town
that sound you hear but fear as your ears mute necessities
infesting these streets as feet stomp to beats endlessly
Destinies change in a range of stains thats cant be bleached
damaging worlds as boys and girls whirl in their fantasies
it batters me and flatters me but life is what dreams aren't
a clean start faltered yet altered from fiends that seem smart
obscene art as we clean our brains in vain to chase smoke
a lame joke is life as vice and technologic devices race broke
so i take notes bringing the most getting close to our culture
as vultures raped and ate the carcasses that we holster
bible holders pray to be saved by something never visualized
the stimuli of our vintage times when its hard to stay civilized
its jus a lie so read between the lines and find the hidden message
boundaries tested in vessels while our governments molest it
so lets be festive. and lay to waste in the rat race keep Chasing
the free masons be laying the blocks you shocked but you'll keep waiting
humanity drowning while its downing shots of its vanity
sanity mixed while it slips and kicks at the hands that feed
slamming creeds but the man in me fights for my dignity
infinity ways to live and die while victims lie in my vicinity
enemies as sin is winning instantly we stand in the background
crack's found as empty facts sound alarms in that town
that sound you hear but fear as your ears mute necessities
infesting these streets as feet stomp to beats endlessly
Destinies change in a range of stains thats cant be bleached
damaging worlds as boys and girls whirl in their fantasies
it batters me and flatters me but life is what dreams aren't
a clean start faltered yet altered from fiends that seem smart
obscene art as we clean our brains in vain to chase smoke
a lame joke is life as vice and technologic devices race broke
so i take notes bringing the most getting close to our culture
as vultures raped and ate the carcasses that we holster
bible holders pray to be saved by something never visualized
the stimuli of our vintage times when its hard to stay civilized
its jus a lie so read between the lines and find the hidden message
boundaries tested in vessels while our governments molest it
so lets be festive. and lay to waste in the rat race keep Chasing
the free masons be laying the blocks you shocked but you'll keep waiting