Zane Bradford - The inverse of reality lyrics

Yellow dragon of eternal vigilance, a hindrance to villagers on some trill sh**, ink an quill in hand the heavens I will expand, forever drawing made up lands with my trusty crayon, rusty plan b, what does it mean to be sand deep, a beach for immoral sheep to lay sleep only to ripped apiece, golden fleece buried in Greece bring peace to the world, when I learned the truth I nearly hurled, worm hole in time just to reverse the rhyme if its so sublime why is sub underlined do it for the vine, grape wine to drowned out this damn mime as father time reclined falling an breaking his spine without life alert, an introvert outspoken against hate has woven a web from which none escape, what I mean is fate will smack you in the face as she begins to make love to win first place for your heart, cupid shooting darts is where it always starts