Creeping, crawling,
Vines of old...

United we stand, proud and free.
For fear is the honey...

As I search,
Diving deep into...

Splintered dreams,
Penetrate my skin; Pain...

Feel the flesh beneath the soul,
Where history vanished, never told...

Infested with insolence,
Pestered with ignorance...

Saturation of heart and soul,
In a pool of madness; Betrayal...

Lay down the beats
In the old town streets...

Stardust scatters over clouded horizon,
As the light begins to fade abrupt...

Liquid extravagance in a bottle,
Holding the time that is to be had...

Hand down the bottle,
To the one they call the soul...

Chained by law, creativity stands,
Weeping to antagonizing eyes...