…Mugire videbis
Sub pedibus terram, et descendere montibus ornos.
The Aeneid IV
Black cat bone psycho
Toss uncanny pyro
Field dress hog-wild
Forward to fearful symmetry
Take war to what’s inside of me
A missing eye
A missing eye
To aim where I locate
Commencing patriate
The sound of dice
I cant decide from ceiling
Since you kill its not a crime
Maybe I befouled this life
Tossing
Wasn’t the perfect time so
can’t stop shake my elbow
Epiphany’s kept at the bay
I can’t get away cuz I keep getting
Killer undo, Psycho
Pierced a hole in me
Make it undo, Psycho
Must’ve been easy to take me into a
Killer undo, Psycho
Pierced a hole in me
Forward to fearful symmetry
That’s you gunned down the wrong enemy
It beaks inside with the gravity strengthen drags with the perjury
Trojan Horse deep-laid, implicitly
But no mind wont track switch
Press reverse offensive
I’ve been knocked down, debris
Not absentee to be
Not Obsolete