I'm like the child in the matrix
I'd give you a blowjob
but there is no strapon -
there for a sad song :
If there's no road in front
you take the mountain
behind you and go through it
to make another way.
For all the seals and wards
are there broken,
all systems dissolve in it
for there is no start
or end to the beginning
we are but here ´.,
for they were made before
by the wild ones.
It was writ before and now
again when the pointy
tip it shattered - released:
They are here, there
for all attempts to conceal
it is noticed by them
there are no secrets here
for like in the bible:
Even if we walk through
the valley of death
our true names are with us
to there stand by it:
The child at your breast
is a skull beneath
your feet there crushed
the shield shattered.
Into adulthood it came
lithe flowers grew;
it was stomped down
for it is 'conscience
and through the ages
it was sitting there.
What was handed over
was it worth it -?
If you didn't make that
the colours shifts
for the next lineage
it is all returned;
until you run out of
dyes to dye with
and let go of it for
it is the last time.
Then to only realize it
is but a child
which never grew up;
it is self-taught
for nobody cared of it,
like shiftlings
it learned to adapt
so up yours too.
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