As The Philosopher Speaks.....
As The Philosopher Speaks
"The time is now, when a scribe amongst many eyes releases his soul on a stage designed to hold only the weight of this man and his notions....."
*A Grunt with a sudden "ahem"...and the Crowd is Silent*
The diamonds will weep, I'm shining and defining my heat
eyelids repeat, blinking till the morning Sun will retreat//
From the musical Jesters all the way to hopeless diseased
Glorious creeds sit together as their eardrums are pleased//
My vocals acheived, a certain point of hopeful decreed
Hear me over the seas till courses of the oceans deplete//
Some horses decease, the feeders are so focused on me
children gripping their knees, the toilet rooms are broken you see//
The locust are weak compared to swarms of hopeless beliefs
soaking the folks of many villages with bogus relief//
Warriors cope with the speech, looking at vulterous beasts
that fly above unholy victims with some blood on their beaks//
Smiles of sulfurous teeth expressing some joy that is deep
inside of a peasants heart which suddenly is making a beat//
Hearing me preach, people defeat the inner moments of grief
money is cheap so live your life with many rotating speeds//
The diagnosis, feeble dignity in all of these people
The silent reaper preys on dieing prayers into cathedrals//
And now I'll measure the distance from where your opticals reached
From witnessing the outer power when philosophers speak//
End....
