Purgatory Pleasures
My road stretches far beyond your coherence
Into the bends and turns of your imagination
Past consciousness and relevance
Taking flight into your ambiguity and holding your comprehension hostage
Im stepping on mundane, praying for entrance to another plane
Insight is my conquest, truth my aspiration
Love my kryptonite and art my inspiration
Have to dive deep just to reach the tip of your box
Im high outside, you’d have to climb for years to reach me
Intoxicating, euphoric revelations invading
Your dynamics are under status
You just aren’t cutting it
Go further than they tell you
What they teaching just repeating repetition
Im on the verge of signing a petition
With the same blood I used to sign
Those “imaginary lines” way back in time
Im talking statistics like its more likely for
Them to being screwing with our mental than not at all
Pulling marionette strings then letting them fall
Designate a designation for revelation
Fuck your play station
Lacking depth and creation
Leaving brain constipation
Stop sucking up the waste they leave on floors
Grade D meat is a favorite of yours?
I got higher grades in school than I got in my food
So try to elevate your senses to a taste for the truth
Regurgitate the nonsense, permission to purge?
Allowed..
