Nobody Rides For Free…Fire Walks With Me?(Video)

Trapped souls will you ever know…

what path to take, which way to go?

feeling small, feeling thrown, down below

The need arises and suddenly the urge tells you, you need to go.

But where is the right hemisphere?

Frontal lobe, hangmans rope

truth in your eyes

a hopeful wish comes with many smiles

again…and again…thought is a runaway train

Scripted ways, lazy days

are you afraid?

Of things that will come

things that will take you home?

East battling the West

just another failed test?

North and South

making you go around

dancing on this “spinning ball”

for many miles, sacred in you hails

The Soul has to bail

Only the Avatar will remain

There is a new future to be gain

The Greed is what Evil eats

The Pride is Satan’s willing ride

The so-called faith will not set you straight

Faith is Meth for those that already belong to Seth

Transcending flesh, living behind this electromagnetic mesh

A new Eye in you sees all these things through if only you knew…

Marching Lessons are terror made for the peasants, devastating, unbridled truth is for the Kings

Saturn and his rings constantly sings

“The Lord of The Rings”

another jinx?

“The Lord Of The Flies”

Are you ready to say the last goodbye?

realization keeps you in another cycle of desolate, dry incarnation

How about you find the right radio station?

Incarnation is just another senseless invocation

another poor man’s maggoty ration

Return of the jaded Soul wanting to be whole

But the soul is not here, the point of no return

will set you free

There you can finally be

here there is nothing to see

Shackled or be free

You, tell me?

The reborn soul is Avatar again brutally torn and made cowardly small

Do you wish again to crawl, see yourself fall…

How about leaving these halls?

How about dont answering another devious call?

Toroidal field,Toroidal Space

reactivated Human race, needs something to chase

Vortex and the Tale of Rotating Malaise

The man inside was crucified for his grace

Without time and a real place

The wave function, a bloated mind that admire

Throwaway Worlds in a derelict quagmire

Are there wanting Souls for hire?

So rises another Holographic Empire

There, the situation is always very alarming and extremely dire

What you take and give will magnificently aspire

Red Room is built for whom?

Now all you can see is Doom and Gloom

do you wish this world to go with a loud Boom?

25 years later, the promised time has no waiter

triggering synthetic reality, the abnormalities of fluidic space,

The agonizing screams of artificial, fabricated race

Truth simply can not be built on dishonor and disgrace

In your mind The silent wandering whisper of the Aryan race

Can you see now your real face?

Unimaginable plot In your rushing blood a living homing dot

Choose life or just rot…

The deviant anomaly is the true name of this ort(place)

this my friend is just an absent thought:

dont get lost…