[Arid]

The moon has a twin and it's falling down who can stop it?
Not setting, but plummeting headlong into a wall of ground it wouldn't have dropped if...
I've balled my fists and called for my family don't they watch this?
I'm standing on the peak of a mountain searching frantically nauseous
Remembering, they're beyond the reach of this pain in coffins
These blood stains, this sick rage, this primal guilt that's ingrained these options
Their end preceded by raptures of homicide so thoughtless
Jesus come on mushroom clouds, clowning those who wanna die obnoxious
A crown of eyes looking thorns into his horny skull still spotless
Under heavens horded by horrors at war in full we fought this!
Taurus Bull goring Orion while Leo mauls Libra be cautious
My brother stands beside me sayin "Weed is all you need, bruh" he's honest
Suddenly I'm lucid, the blunt gives me it's music... i've lost it
The crud in me loosens like drain cleaner through a goose neck

what cure isn't caustic?

I leap into the air, catch the second moon in my broken promise pocket
Stop on Mars and hock it for a ticket on a rocket to a planet where prophecy is not a FUCKING option.



(Note: Arid used the topic "Dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy." — Sigmund Freud.)