Heresy in Death
The afterlife is a huge plane, not flat.There are plateausThe plateaus are as large as needed; each is a realm protected by
Rambling
Enemy of my Enemy
The enemy of my EnemyMay not be a friend to meMay share the same enmityThat created my first enemy To come to
Mesh
The stars will fallHeaven will hearthe gravity of our distaste The filth will comethe truth is nowcan not be erased Vile the
Where The Heart Is
They say home is where the heart isand with a heart full of hateIt won’t let you expatriate to a higher state
Funk Shun
Executive dysfunction ’cause my brain go stoptrippin’ on my sandals ’cause my flip don’t flop The rumble of the river calling order