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son of saturn - ninth letter trepidation (a spoken intro) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
this is the way it all started, isn’t it?
freaks like you infiltrated, scouting out the lay of the land and then you move in for the k!ll

[verse 1]
i am the determinant bodying the transfiguration pacing in the cloudless roads of a druid reciting p-ssages of incantation and extracting the fluids from embryonic depleted containment units

the truth is an admiration materializing behind and designed by sumerian hieroglyphs, lifting mystics into inter-dimensional written states, distancing their spirits from the dismal riddles and restriction of simpleton fates

this is the place… no, no, no, this is not the place

[interlude]
what was that? was that actually a look into our future?
possibly. it’s got something to do with the effects of time travel, it centers around me, it affects anyone near me

[verse 2]
i am a faceless arrangement of love and hate, bound together in temporal stasis

i am the all exalted amphibious cave dweller perspiring bountiful waterfalls of ego arrogance, a beast teetering to and fro, pacing through the sands of achievement merriment, in a sea nefarious i am climbing out of my criminal mind and intrinsically fleeing the scene of barbarian vernacular audacity, a pacifist, that’ll be the day, i’d employ that’s the way

i am taking this mission statement one step closer to the petri dish of genetic mutation, that of a fledgling lungfish developing hind legs of an ambitious crustacean

i am frustration
i am the torn and divided guide in the deplorable moral comp-ss of a double agent
i am searching once again for that comfortable place in my mother’s bas-m-nt
i am a faceless arrangement of love and hate, bound together in temporal stasis
i am the invisible target destination of big brother surveillance

i am the faithless
i am the faithless
i am the faithless…

[interlude]
it makes me sick inside, as if they were so close, very, very close
they made it there and almost made it back

[verse 3]
i am the dilapidated double helix of a failed species experiment, the sh-ll of these unfolded origami figurines

i am the exterior spectrum of the in between, coming unhinged singing farewells, hymnals of paradox over the elements, i am refilling the landfills of our culture with the filament of self fulfilling prophecies

our physical bodies are harvested from the hatchery of the war machine, born into a lottery, for scores we’re so fortunate symbolically, that’s the system of wicked policies

i am the escape artist pacing the barb wire threshold methodically, my breaker weight is broken and taken although only marginally, follow me into the infinite wilderness of transient quantum connections, no cause for reflection, no caution to ponder the lost cause of misdirected direction, i am justly impressive, exhale something with slightly more toxicity, this structural integrity has lost density, now i am crumbling into the earth creating a new version of myself in the negative sp-ce, i am an afferent race, i am garbage tossed away in an obvious rage but i am not a slave, slaving in the so called sanctions of civility, i am no longer taking 12 long steps towards humility

[outro]
i have never seen a specimen like this before
i’ll add this to the collection!

adam
hm?
what are blues?
blues?!
blue dreamers
where’d you get that?
from him
eh.. he had no business giving you this!

- son of saturn

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