Chahut Maenad
@cachinatiousConvocation
remember ThaT iT's never Too laTe To sTeel your hearT... open your auricles and flaTTen ouT The surface of your pan for The wicked whispers ThaT resonaTe across The greaT phanTom abyss... leT iT all reverberaTe off of you like a moTherfucking gong in The cenTre of mass holiday... heralded as buT a vessel bringing in The beginning of The end and all There is To come... you feel iT calling, don'T lie To me #honk
now i goT me wonderin'... whaT a biTe o' Those green fuckers be all TasTin' like...
man like like I like bit one anD they like are like salt man like sweat man like gross
salTy... how abouT ThaT... now where did you happen To go and find one of 'em liTTle guys... i'm mighTy cursory...
man like they like i like saw one of them anD like was just like arounD man like just chillin
someThin' goT me Thinkin', ThaT a moTherfucker noT be all up and legal as he claimin'... seTs a curious cloud 'round ThaT whole recess... and yeT, i goT my own presses... can'T be boTTlin' for shame based only on The presenT legaliTy... 'specially when iT be heraldin' in a shepherd's bursT of unsighTly flame... whaT do 'em fuckers know... 'cepT unholy scripTs and The blasphemizin' o' The True gods... i hear iT's all griT an' no gruel... s'why i be conTendin' on... paTheTic basTardizaTion #honk
honeypoT be sTirrin' up wiTh all sorTs'a wicked fine sweeTs This eve... anoTher page for my scrapbook...
boilin' over from The pusher, The way lighT cuT 'cross The color in your veins like The holy sky... how iT be awakenin' your callin' To see The vasT noThin'... whaT a sicknasTy arrangemenT... givin' a moTherfucker grandness in The greaTer scheme... prayers for a greaTer Tomorrow #honk
@deadlyMadness i hear a sisTer be geTTin' her feeT weT wiTh some nasTy lyricals all up and fiTTed for The pious bars of The cenTre podium... don'T be shy... hiT me wiTh iT... leT's see whaT you goT...
well im assuming meri sent you here but i guess i can bullshit something real quick. not gonna be my best as i am delirious from lack of sleep, and i dont think our styles are the same but hey, why not? youre here with me yet i feel so cold you tell me how you felt just a year ago the pounding in my head is getting stronger while all i can do is sit and ponder on how my life has gone to a total disaster so i drink it, i drink it faster numb my brain numb my pain numb the loss of you
a real deep rooTed seT sTraighT from The depThs of The pusher... The phanTom Tingles of subsTance clinging To every synapse in your raTTled skull... you're inviTed anyTime... could always use more poeTics under The holy name of mirTh and forTunes...
im glad you enjoyed that and im always open to friends. i need time away from the cult anyways
you could spend all your evenin' Traipsin' Through The brush lookin' for 'em fooTprinTs you lasT saw... or you could rig a few ropeseTs and leT The Trees do The Talkin'... save The Time... savor The bloodspill...
man oh man... geTTin' me on some real surrepTiTious drip whaT have befallen The wide eyes of The liTTle doe... a real crummy ol' sorT done up jusT enough To make you forgeT all The wild preceedings before... blind buT To The eyes of The greaT messiah's whaT ring above us all... bounded back To The presenT only by The mosT ubiquiTous and holy of sounds... #honk
leT iT ring Through your pusher, liTTle one... leT Their holy word encapsulaTe yours...
yeah man i will DuDe but like i Dont unDerstanD some worDs
iT sTarTs wiTh a mere feelin'... The flow will sway you Towards The True ulTimaTum... as we all are guided down The paTh of The absoluTe...
yeah man okay alright ill like use my pan more i think