got this strange sense of doom and gloom
as if I’m not even a real person
would love to drop these shenanigans
get on the righteous path
my problem is that I don’t really
believe in anything
God, Love, Truth
they are just words and concepts
made up by our overlords
to keep us in our place
every thought we have
has been programmed
to be restricted to the language we use
to liberate oneself
we have to break it all down
we must invent a new language
we must go
instru
mental
to get back to
the funda
mentals
new sounds and shapes
from our tongue caves
we all know
what we feel
but this world
keeps us trapped
in mind slavery
everything you have been told
is a lie for lambs in a world run by Lions
you will see it when you are read to look
the frag
mental
get beyond the judge mental
if you Let me show you
it will be monu mental
take my hand, listen to my secret code songs
and feel the senti mentals
feed me so I can refeed the birds
with my nourish mentals
