This is a song lyric i wrote originally about...
please put on your sheild...

Ex-tra-ter-rest-rial
tor-men-ting-pain...

Cresting flows crash collectively
wave and wave after wave...

Life,love,death
just words...

This is the worst poem
I ever wrote...

Rock
sock...

I watch hopefully
Knowing all but know-fully...

Stare hard,
when piercing my soul...

A picture made of words
Blue and white hot...

Words full of silent struggles,
formed heavy with whitened knuckles...

A perfect prism in singular fashion,
cold to touch but full of passion...

Gather round and listen to Me
I'll tell you about a place that I come from...