Parallel To Fantasy

You find these rhymes at a climbing distance,
you fight the urge which remains relentless.
Entrenched in the need to feed off the freed minds.
Harbouring hate, sulphate , demons disguesed as fate

Too late you feel?

I'll tell you whats real

Parallel to fantasy, relying on this global catastophe to un-fold and solder
the existing hate between races

Try to create

A shield to weild when your mind switches over
to darker sides where i permanently reside

Fateful Oceans

Consumed in fateful oceans,
removed from line of sight.
Yet still you fill my eyes furthest reach.
Dwell beneth my coincense.
Stand above the city scape, scrape the pity from my heart.
In basic form please swam these chambers in which I exist.
With a final flutter of my stuttering soul ill leave this place whole.
Perhaps leaving the unwanted heartbeats to replace my once complacent soul.

How shall I end this?

Tesco Investment

This Tesco investment and Topshop alliance
seems reliant on total logical defiance.
I'd rather bow towards our fabricated gods
than accept the process of processed souls.
Packaged hearts in boxes force beats to seep words
develop a loveless surge that urges the use of new emotions.
So someone please increase the voltage to my mind
Find free space im yet to see
Broken braincells not yet polluted with MTV.
Musc television occupys the waking moments of my brain

Ignore my plee to keep me sane