Growing prisms of future wisdom engulf a lake of mystic, rain drops dance as the subs beat inadvertently levitating your feet, lost in orbit we call a solar retreat away from the pain earth feels to this day lost behind clouds of grey, falling stars sent astray streak a ravens dismay skydiving the day away, suddenly the grim reaper taps the ashtray thoughtfully thinking bombs away, a plot wrinkling twist of irony slowly melting you subliminally, forged internally within a dragon the path ahead is paved with dead next take the krakens head, ripped to a shred limbo bends all consciousness, any fool heartedness strikes the mind with bliss shriveling ignorance of a Christmas wish list sew together by stiches left in the absence of a first b**h hit list or f** this