grave labor

[brokenhal0]

i feel like im talkin to myself
and hearing you speak is me reflected threw somebody else
how lonely is that the only fact to know everything is phony
once your back to O..threw another state of perception
i see the creation of my thoughts forming in lapse of lapping dimensions
fragmented dreams the solar angel beams the upgrade
raise the eyes on the agency's wise new earth the place to be
my rhymestyle different parallel universe verse bend your light
parallax no end in sight diamonds melt when i set my pen to write
carbonated dark matter on the tender chicken finger
witchcraft style fast food for cannibal kids to linger
ill string up the tree lights these nights it always seems bright
my halo broke so i learn to dream right...


be nice theres flys on the wall and clocks with 3 mice
there lies in her soul but yours aint any better...wedding's of sweet rice
balance the goals build talents suttle hints make the flowers grow old
watch your mold a fathers sin takes alot of toll no easypass to pass
no more past to remember let the radon glow shade on the weak
we phaze on discreet shades on like sara o connor terminator
creator of the data to mutate the rap flavor nikkaz is soft like tomb raiders
grave labor robbing graves for artifacts that date back to the makers that made us ...