Ego Calisthenics [Rise Of Pennyfool]
#Philosophistication
Feel free to follow me, I walk
as I bleed, arrow in my neck,
my trail is a bloody pathway,
its a subway of the right way,
I sway side to side, I glide to
fate while I fade away, consciousness
endangered, I'm a light feather
in a darkened space, let's call a
spade a spade; I'm hypnotic
with my substance, different
stance; I'm an African Amenhotep,
rodent infiltrating the Dead's highway,
meet the highness with a sober head,
no need for slumber to reach the
lion or the lioness, new Elijah I'm
awaiting the chariots, while the
worldly elements are rioting and
some are sprinkling heroin on
bread crumbs during eucharist, not Icarus
I'm not trying to enlighten self
until I burn my own divine shell,
sugar coated being; burnt sweet
thing, dark nectar, this skin is
the true sweetness, meerkat madness;
I'm seeing through the highlands,
highest space not mountain landscapes,
I've escaped the land logic, I'm
the new library of diverse universal
notions, dwindling through emotion,
drinking the potions from the cloud
of your eyeballs, I collect the tears,
I'm smearing through the depression,
I'm emancipated, doorway was the
hymen, mother Mary, I clawed through
the grace, I'm truly melting and being
tortured by the evils, I'm a seagull
fighting against Horus' and Osiris'
pheasants, new different level
peasant, new reject, this is the digestion
of thorns, messianic signal.
These bones break off my flesh,
I'm light-headed, soon to be
a paper plane, I'm plainly
insighting what's in your plain
sight, I'm planning your readiness
for the next phase of homo sapien
potential, await the intentional rapture,
its soon to be a...
Feel free to follow me, I walk
as I bleed, arrow in my neck,
my trail is a bloody pathway,
its a subway of the right way,
I sway side to side, I glide to
fate while I fade away, consciousness
endangered, I'm a light feather
in a darkened space, let's call a
spade a spade; I'm hypnotic
with my substance, different
stance; I'm an African Amenhotep,
rodent infiltrating the Dead's highway,
meet the highness with a sober head,
no need for slumber to reach the
lion or the lioness, new Elijah I'm
awaiting the chariots, while the
worldly elements are rioting and
some are sprinkling heroin on
bread crumbs during eucharist, not Icarus
I'm not trying to enlighten self
until I burn my own divine shell,
sugar coated being; burnt sweet
thing, dark nectar, this skin is
the true sweetness, meerkat madness;
I'm seeing through the highlands,
highest space not mountain landscapes,
I've escaped the land logic, I'm
the new library of diverse universal
notions, dwindling through emotion,
drinking the potions from the cloud
of your eyeballs, I collect the tears,
I'm smearing through the depression,
I'm emancipated, doorway was the
hymen, mother Mary, I clawed through
the grace, I'm truly melting and being
tortured by the evils, I'm a seagull
fighting against Horus' and Osiris'
pheasants, new different level
peasant, new reject, this is the digestion
of thorns, messianic signal.
These bones break off my flesh,
I'm light-headed, soon to be
a paper plane, I'm plainly
insighting what's in your plain
sight, I'm planning your readiness
for the next phase of homo sapien
potential, await the intentional rapture,
its soon to be a...