This plagued time
which is not the other side
nor the beyond
that does not have the same interests
as the hereafter and the unknown
this time has deceased
Testimony to the physical form
lifetime is dead
phenomena is dead
death without knowledge is dead
Now perhaps i can have my own life back
These departed sons
go-between veils
careful works
ominous forces
materialistic geologists breaking open inner space
psychic mindfuckers
brainwashed spies dissecting books
Birth of the righteous army
dealing in death blows and forgiveness
The ignored writings of demons and devils
historically denied
giving way to the vogue influence of new doctrines
Life style is on the shelf
with all the other products
The pressure the pace
the batteries running flat
the noisy years of california
This is the 2.00am crisis call
a midnight rap session
that is coming unwound
Drop your bombs on the breakfast table
and drift towards the prophecy
of the high fashion individualist
The power of evil comes from god
put on a rams head and dance towards the fire
You are weighed down by the artifacts
of a dollar store childhood
the dark morning has arrived
you sit alone in the house
with all the lights on
the epidemic is on your door step
it IS your door step
the infection has reached fever point
it is spread by common place attitudes
you live in some of the most affluent neighborhoods
your sexual habits, rites, ceremonies, and abuses
defy the imagination
and as the charms and logo's begin to peel off
your glassy eyed god perverts his followers
LOVE THE GROUP YOU'RE IN
ACCEPTANCE AND A PLACE IN THIS WORLD
Sickness in your shadowy churches
in the highly organized monasteries
and the musty rooms of europe
sickness in the twisted reversal of your priests
sick hypnotic jesus
formaldehyde lazarus
sick indulgent cult of the uninvolved
exclusive club of self-righteous devotees
televised baptisms
soft drink kiss-ins
the no-nonsense yes man
who eats the human heart
from the body of the suspect
60,00 harvard devils in the pages of life magazine
a drugless holy land
come embrace this little sadness called power
authoritarian jet set guru
i owe my self-improvement all to you
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