VERSE 1 Abstract Sekai I'll stay tongue tied// Ice cold eyes leave eyesore eyes wide// For the moonlight// that shines so bright despite it's spite right// Hidden unjust like bison cries// I'm a crisis like Isis// Chance visions roll dices within my iris// 365 degrees i draw breath and shoot with ease// To find ascendencies with frequencies so decently// Recently my braincells been wishing in cosmic wells// Shores behold the cries of the oceans in empty shells// well swell// I'll swivel swinging seconds like pendulums// Ticking talks top to bottom in bottomless pits of boredom i bottled my rage in brothels then bought them// Fatherless fathoms remain the bastard root of the problem// Blow them blackened hearts that own them// Know them// But i don't owe them// And when i comes to rhyming I'm a poem// I dig the underground like groundhogs// Underdog with a soundlog that sounds wrong// rewrite my rights that wrought wrongs till the thoughts gone// CHORUS so I'll breathe in, breathe out till I'm bound to mother of element// Whose tears wash away the sands and blood of fallen regiments// Lighting the darkest skies like floating lanterns// I lay upon her bosom singing to her beating pattern// a hymn for action VERSE 2 And pace myself// Hermes like how i shuffle feet// To reign the rings of terror shrouded in defeat// I map charts where natives to these lands are never free// to trace the path of struggles to a point where need is be// I maximized all efforts effortless// The bird that left the nest// Thoughts flocked upon epiphanies hidden by nimbus clouds// Hear the silence in the shout// Rippling through the stratospheres without a shred of doubt// to take the route of mortal men whose deeper conscious voices ring the loudest// to fill the vocal box with words of courage// yet but another speck within this vast plain// past blain// blistering outpours as i cascade// I risked the mind to follow heart// and dealt with jokers like a deck of cards// Lifted spirits heavier than mjolnir then hammered in hard on those who dismount like gymnasts// Tumbling to the fate of the crowd// Dyed in the wool of sheep amongst wolves// I took a chance and made moves// To be the one within this matrix// A Neoplasm showed abnormal growth without a bag of tricks// Mirrored cognition plagues the myths quite well epitomized by wretched men in band with contradictions at hand// when dared to blaze like purgatory// I burn the midnight oil in it's all// to leave outspoken masses stricken in awe// With a move of wrist, tongue and flick of the jaw// Give a narrative nostradamus would hold at heart and give an applause//