sweet poison surprise:::moonshine giftwrapped in gelatin time
See the sun, exhaust itselfAnd prepare to set
See the moon claim the moment
And rise with a smile
Don't let the mighty sun
Burn your smile to the ground
Let Him be for He is tired
Let Him take a breath
Shine with the moon
The underrated satellite
Embrace moonshine instead
The Altar beckons...
This borrowed sanity
This apparent weakness
Seem null and void to me
Like faded memory gone distant
Like crushed up leaves
Carried by the breeze...
The old shall set
While the new shall rise
And here I sit
With open doors and an anticipated gaze
For my Sweet Poison Surprise...
And finally I see
What I perceive
A mellow facade
A puppetshow on wheels
O what glory it beckons
What stories it reveals
These destitute illusions
These fading reflections
Of cacophonies of symphony
Harmonized by rhyme
A gathering is assembled
And a prayer is called
And angels are summoned
To the Altar, tainted with Exile
Like a sweet mellow breeze
Lost in itself
Kissing the lips of the Nile...
Like a rainbow gone colourblind
I see a rush of emotive loss
A definition gone meaningless
Laced with a synonym of remorse...
Welcome to the Altar of New Dimension
A sweet poison surprise:::moonshine giftwrapped in gelatin time