2016: A Strange Odyssey

by I.Mythos

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about

This album has been the byproduct of over a years work (though nothing from before last November made it's way on here) and I'm pleased to say it's finally ready for mass-consumption.

The subject matter on this album ranges from grandiose Science Fiction narratives to stream of conscious rambles of personal heartbreak but I like to think I've maintained the cohesive sound I wanted: A dark, sample driven vibe which I feel shows clear influence of acts like Company Flow, Dr Ocatgon, Task Force, Eyedea & Abilities, Freestyle Fellowship, Aesop Rock etc without being wholly deritive.

For this album I'd like to directly thank:

Matt Smyth for mixing and mastering 90% of this project and Adam Pullman for the other 10%.

Joe Baxter Webb for convincing me to try rapping and producing in the first place

Armando Flores, Ambrosia Absent, Leland Jensen, Elijah Femi, Jake Greenwood, Brian Kirby, Kyle Alicea, Mark from the Ravensgate, James Dickson and like twenty other people for loving my music and giving me to determination to give them a project they'll love.

Joe Baxter Webb and Phoebe Xavier for their rather blunt but honest critiques of my work that inspired to me up my game and prove them wrong.

The various unnamed women who broke my heart and indirectly inspired half this album

The books of H.P Lovecraft, Alan Moore, Phillip K Dick, Isaac Asimov, Olaf Stapledon, Clifford Simak, Alfred Bester, Albert Von Chamisso and Arthur Schopenhauer for opening and connecting to my mind with their long ago printed words.

The films of Andrei Tarkovsky, Woody Allen, Orson Wells, Alfred Hitchcock and Ingmar Bergman for similar reasons to the above.

The various rappers I idolise a strive to one day be comparable to: Eyedea, Andre 3000, Lupe Fiasco, Myka 9, GZA, Juice Aleem, Ras Kass, Chester P, Jehst, Aesop Rock, Aceyalone, Posdenous, Rakim, Kool Keith, Slick Rick, Sage Francis, Sole, Canibus, Blu, Lyrics Born, Saul Williams, KRS-ONE and about a dozen more.

The idols of mine I've talked with who lived up to what I'd hoped: Chester P, Jonzi D, Sole and Juice Aleem

My various friends in real life who've given me periods of life without complete despair: Callum Wood, George Grist, Adam Pullman, the various weirdos I get drunk on Saturday nights with etc

The various musicians I illegally sampled to create the music I rapped over (Think I'mma tell you)

And all the other stuff you're supposed to shout out on an album.

credits

released July 29, 2016

All music, vocals and lyrics by Jack Caleb "I.Mythos" Day and all recording, mixing and mastering aside from Track 10 by the Assembly Worker

Cover art by Kyle Alicea

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Taking his influences from such diverse sources as Company Flow, H.P Lovecraft, David Lynch and The Cure. I.Mythos combines dusty, sample driven production with poetic, honest lyrics to form a unique take on Hip-Hop

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Track Name: David Imitates Goliath
I am a simple man
I like bittersweet endings
Left my iris for the wasteland
Where the crows are descending
Noah's titanic sinks in a black abyss
Carve a simple onto Sisyphus
Within her petrified heart
Allow her wings and halo to depart
Leave this virginal whore bearing a crown of thorns
Left for dead with an unmarked grave to mourn
She is Faust, angels (dust) seduced her since genesis
So non-believers shunned the heretic
Wear a brave face for this act of cowardice?
She drowns via villains pipes and I'm standing powerless
Can I separate her from rodents as they burn em
Her guardian fallen angel, blue collar nephalim
My wings are tattered and conservative
Hence phoenix's advocate to burn the bridge
Saving her between puffs of this cigarette
While she licks the blade of societies bayonet
When she finally breaks free from her self imposed betrayal
When forbidden fruit consumption grows stale
There's paradise buried beneath defiance
Where mortal man can slay Goliath
And I know you need the darkness to blend with sirens
But do your eyes shine enough to see the fine prints
This land of false promises where she forsakes her death-wish
An eternal playground full of roses and tattooed X's
Track Name: Houses Overlooking The Abyss
(Verse)

Picture two outcasts; confined to separate wings
In this asylum of populist sins
There's a single clock tower
To count each wasted second
Luciferans chose my abode to gather
Crucified by social conventions
Gremlins swarm the fortress where I live
Gargoyles perish beneath umbrage
So Adonis seeks a blind woman's heart
Where sunlight choses to depart
Across the window I can see
Dreaming of her dreaming of me
Bearing smiles of this martyr
Crucified by melodrama
In this city tailor made for abandonment
My light bringer lies incumbent
She is born from nobles beneath the sun
But she fears the common tongue
Corpses walk the streets and sleep in closets
Take my hand and we'll disassemble Metropolis
Soon I'll find the wrong words; they'll be very poetic
And soon I'll find the truth, it'll be very pathetic

I'm just tired dear
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired dear
I just need to lay down

Picture two outcasts; drowning in separate oceans
A slow Death In June, via these hollows of devotion
She is held captive by the monster called society
While I search for an escape route beneath anxiety
She is held captive by the green eyed demon veiled
What use are iron wings, to flesh and blood angels
She stands across the abyss staring back at me
As I prepare to warmly embrace agony
I'm a knight in a rusting armour
Storms gather as I destroy this makeshift Futurama
This house is a decaying paradise
Where she can't separate Eden from raw sunlight
And there shall be no sleep within these walls
Until Asterion has fallen
The moon has eye's
And they shall swallow me alive
The thorns have mouths
Through which Occam's razor seeps out
Climb blinded up weeping willows
As I scale colossus to her pillow

I'm just tired dear
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired dear
I just need to lay down

Picture two outcasts; separated by glass
Gracefully I trespass
To this building outside time
Labyrinth of corridors within my mind
There's a sunny meadow overlooking apathy
There's a blank-room where my dreams become reality
I can't disturb the goethic masterpiece
Present as I shine light on my darkest fantasies
Can her pyromaniac hand engulf Rome?
Is she Medusa or is she stone?
Her prose is Venom incarnate
I climbed her hair of snakes
To find she embraced warmth of the witches stake
Fleeing the Emerald city in disgrace
But the hangman's daughter shall never thrive
Porphyria despised me, surprise?
She bares a fraudulent crown
Presenting illusions of my saviour
In this abandoned town
Where I am I complete stranger

I'm just tired dear
I just need to lay down
I'm just tired dear
I just need to lay down
Track Name: Dreams Of Cimmeria
Day One:
The world grows black beneath my eyelids
Then Arcadia shines below the drawbridge
Rome burns outside my window
While Athens thrives within my pillow
Spread my wings; cast shadows over sandworms
Separating each Glass Metropolis we've burned
I'll be a crow over crowthorne
While sharing bliss with the uninformed's
Grounded view of unknowing automatons devotion
I'm set adrift with glorious omnipotence
In this land of perpetual December
Snowfalls over idealistic textures
There's a tree-house overlooking infinity
There's a quiet bar where I drink with divinity
I can be immortal or I can be the sole innovation
I can leave to seek infinite heavens
I Saw the light when darkness developed
I can't remember if I perished 

Is the astral world the deception?
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven
Is the mechanical world the deception?
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven
Is the astral world the deception?
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven
Is the mechanical world the deception?
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven


King where the gods wandered well
Outcast where the mortals dwell
Day two
I pace through my fantasies as a phantom
I walk through fire for shadowed sanctum
Now it's Nostalgia 
And I spell in with the N I stole from Necromancer
Aesop's prove their virtue in fantasy
And None Shall Pass through hollow realities
I trade a stale road for an infested forest
I am the king of this psychedelic fortress
This prison outside time and space
Where I built an idealic landscape
Free from vultures with serpent movements
Tory anarchism with a Tolkeinesc influence
For as I labour over machinery
Earth's medusa's slip inside the scenery
Rage against this dying light
Holding onto the underworld for dear life


Is the astral world the deception?
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven
Is the mechanical world the deception?
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven
Is the astral world the deception?
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven
Is the mechanical world the deception?
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven

Day five
The huts turn to palaces
The village rivers bleed malice
The palaces turn to skyscrapers
The city becomes a danger
My disciples grow makeshift personas
Where they destroy my statues out of honour
So fallen angels I ciphered with have unfurled
Evil is let loose onto a sleeping world
My tears form an ocean
That drowns cardboard cities in commotion
I awaken as every city crumbles
And I'm again lost in this concrete jungle 
Overlooking fragmented concrete
I am Celephais; the sun lays dead in the streets
Last train to Metropolis
Where magicians go to die
Last train to the rocket-ship
Which falls alongside the sky

Is the astral world the deception?
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven
Is the mechanical world the deception?
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven
Is the astral world the deception?
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven
Is the mechanical world the deception?
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven
(End)
Track Name: Hollow Men Of Iron
Empires need an iron fist
Machinery needs an outcast
Watch pre-programed tyrants shift
Through puppets rulers they outlast
Pawns kill the king; replicas constructed
Thorns grow from everything emotions corrupted
Creators cast clay over-wires
Hand crafted to eclipse messiahs
Keep guard until the next martyr
Awakens from chemical slumber
Archaic cyberspace triggers revolution
Clarke's third law applies to illusions
Applying mass sedation with manufactured archaeology
Simultaneous technocrat and phobic ideology
March into Armageddon with painted on smiles
March out of recollection with makeshift denial

Hollow men of iron gradually divide
Hollow men of iron bare soulless eyes
Hollow men of iron commit genocide
Hollow men of iron shan't let insurrection thrive
Hollow men of iron gradually divide
Hollow men of iron bare soulless eyes
Hollow men of iron commit genocide
Hollow men of iron Juda shall despise

Hollow men of iron conquer without intention
Pre-programmed predetermination renders repentance
This perfect war pre-conditioned in seconds
Interlude to perfect peasants
Who'l burn advancement from despotic present
To keep binary skies immersive
Militarism shall always be their worship
Shepard thy commoners beneath thy surface
Until only the aristocrat emerges
Leave planets barren
Until humans crawl from caverns
Flash utopia on the screen
Till they subvert their own regime
Flash utopia on the screen
Till they subvert their own regime
Hollow men of iron embrace conquest as serene
Even as their disassembled by their seams

Hollow men of iron gradually divide
Hollow men of iron bare soulless eyes
Hollow men of iron commit genocide
Hollow men of iron shan't let insurrection thrive
Hollow men of iron gradually divide
Hollow men of iron bare soulless eyes
Hollow men of iron commit genocide
Hollow men of iron Juda shall despise

Overlords pass through godlike description
Historians can't stop repetition
In Holocausts waged over nostalgia
Omega ends with sky-ships leaving for new alpha
Hollow men of iron buried in their kinds ruins
Hollow men of iron rewritten as delusions
Wars waged on repeat
Mechanical corpses line holy streets
Remainders retreat to narcotics
Looking at slavers corpses survive plagues bubonic
Hollow men of iron burnt out the sun
Hollow men of iron burn out each loaded gun
Hollow men of iron's pilgrimage goes on
Hollow men of iron and destruction become one

Hollow men of iron gradually divide
Hollow men of iron bare soulless eyes
Hollow men of iron commit genocide
Hollow men of iron Juda shall despise
Hollow men of iron gradually divide
Hollow men of iron bare soulless eyes
Hollow men of iron commit genocide
Hollow men of iron Juda shall despise
Track Name: I Have No Eye's
I can see these creatures of flesh
Wage war on each-other and express
Fear when we spread messages
Through dream-scapes dubbed nightmares as a sedative
From anti-theism induced by realisation
Higher powers hold a hellish void placement
Flee from our Necropolis
Following whims of your pathetic psychologists
Crawling chaos decays opposite to youth
So we'll drown Arkam walls with the truth
(Drown with the truth)

Human cries
I cannot repair
I have no eyes
And I must stare
Human cries
I cannot repair
I have no eyes
And I must stare

Use your strongest emotion
To craft mundane devotion
Expected as marriage and locomotion
Blind men pray to a brail canvas
At the mountains of madness
We saw them script the myths of atlas
We predate language and tragedy
Apes bowed to us from anarchy
You bow to material fantasies
Hence communication with outsiders
Martyrs as well as writers
Former bishops setting alight their mitres
Gathered disillusioned from rationalism
Exhaust every theistic and science based tradition
To turn self-sacrifice to a religion
(sacrifice a religion)

Human cries
I cannot repair
I have no eyes
And I must stare
Human cries
I cannot repair
I have no eyes
And I must stare

Keep vigils from disturbed castles entrenched
Inside isolated xenophobic intents
Gathering rain all over present tense
We are the mirror you are the participants
Find us where the sun meets the sea
Atop crumbing crossbreed legacies
Labyrinths shift views as a centrepiece
For novels compressed into fallen beliefs (fallen beliefs)
So speak in what we cannot elucidate
Our appearance so lose your faith
Imagery crumbles like followers at the stake
Craft death with agoraphobic figments we create
Power fantasies wield scientific illusions
Mercy defined as the sole sentience delusion
Divine deathtraps, convenient seclusion
Using words on canvas as deathly instruments
(words as instruments)

Human cries
I cannot repair
I have no eyes
And I must stare
Human cries
I cannot repair
I have no eyes
And I must stare
Track Name: Let The Record Show
The year is seventy-eight, I emerge fully formed
In this land of breaks where illiterates swarm
Gathered and prayed to ego's torn
Each king is displayed and his hill mourned
As scholars disperse like bullets
This sqular takes soul and loops it
Walls conquered, canvas of the museless
Planet rockers plus the message is useless
I walk through their thoughts and emotions
My corpse was caught in commotion
It's course I fought with devotion
Poetry unthawed to lawless erosion
One reads above massacres below
Hoodlums battered with prose
Pace through shattered windows
Post blues of scattered widows

Let the record show
This music died with sweet prose
Let the record show
There's a new slave hymn to compose
Let the record show
This music died with sweet prose
Let the record show
There's a new slave hymn to compose

Within a decade of blackness
This sonic charade fell to madness
Capitalist renegades shrugged like atlas
And the skies fell jaded into anguish
Afrofuturists degrade alongside regressives
Enslaved by counter-counter culture messages
Capitalist rebellion placed on Africa necklaces
Uncle Tom's cabinplace overlooking deathwish's
As ultra magnetic tapes defy this critical beatdown
Straight outta pathetic wastes I surround
Satori in Compton's deathless state I've been crowned
My own destroyer in devilish fate and sound
This radio plays our slow suicide
While puppeteers use this guise
To engineer these useless eyes
As blind to the truth's quick rise

Let the record show
This music died with sweet prose
Let the record show
There's a new slave hymn to compose
Let the record show
This music died with sweet prose
Let the record show
There's a new slave hymn to compose

They used to do me out in the park
They abuse me as the city grows dark
I've been scratched and deconstructed
For pleasure this match has combusted
I'm a phoenix forced into normalcy
Spreading black thoughts at the roots of conformity
This project blowed till the ant's icon
Atmospheres decomposed and he serves Babylon
Now puppeteers imitate the public enemy
Accompanied flows disintegrate into jewellers centrepiece
Knowledge rapidly shrinks over nearly everybody
So the genius's naturally flee at nearly godspeed
New flesh spreads over public frequencies
Resistance is dead and crucified frequently

Let the record show
This music died with sweet prose
Let the record show
There's a new slave hymn to compose
Let the record show
This music died with sweet prose
Let the record show
There's a new slave hymn to compose
Track Name: Dreams Of Flight (Superman Sequence)
Dear Earth
You're everything I'm proud to desert
Dear heaven
Can I tear you apart for (self) redemption?
Dear Krypton
I can't accept tomorrow drifts on
Dear Metropolitan
I had a satori where shadows mimic Gotham
Am I god where the sun touches monoliths?
Childhood ends when I unclutched my rocket-ship
Finding myself among leapers a paragon
Dividing Hades and Babylon
I wear these wings (and virtue) like a prison
Despair and honour I saved in contradiction
To my sympathy for the phantom zone
Simply bury me where the phantoms roam

For the man who has everything
Wants to dream of nothing
For the man who has nothing
Wants to dream of everything
For the man who has everything
Wants to dream of nothing
For the man who has nothing
Wants to dream of everything
(Last night I felt)

My wings break
I fall down endless Eden's
Nothings safe
I protect hell for endless reasons
I awaken as a wounded mortal
Coiled vacant until sleeps abnormal
Now I could wage war on my creation
Like a psychedelic based Satan
Or I could trek through flame in hopeless pain
To find (flowers) in vain (for) my Lois Lane
The hills (and man) are blindfolded
Surreal gods change hands with ill exalted (villains)
I see through walls finding barbed wire
Unmarked graves for past messiahs
I am bullet proof, but I bow to melodrama
I could tie this noose, but words shatter my armour

For the man who has everything
Wants to dream of nothing
For the man who has nothing
Wants to dream of everything
For the man who has everything
Wants to dream of nothing
For the man who has nothing
Wants to dream of everything
(Last night I felt)

I touched the sky
I cut through sands of time
To find a playground I once knew
Only I found nightmares come true
God lost his way like a child
God has decayed and lies idle
Wearing these glasses in deamining facade
Disrepaired time machines I discard
Lay atop this mirage of kinsmen in action
Flowers are dying atoms (I see)
Cowards have cowered crafting anemoia's
History is written by the star destroyers
Ringing winds of the equinox
Futures begin to spit upon Asimov's
All I can hear is the mices choir
I run til the lights expire

For the man who has everything
Wants to dream of nothing
For the man who has nothing
Wants to dream of everything
For the man who has everything
Wants to dream of nothing
For the man who has nothing
Wants to dream of everything
(Last night I felt)
Track Name: The Final Gentlemen
On that day I wrote my final sentence
(Hence) my sunny day reached its final second
I slit my wrists to expose a flesh-hood lost
Wires beneath this fraudulent cloth
Addict me to this small talk (via) ones and zeros
This window overlooks another window
A phantom in this playground of (false) memories
The light surrounds my burning effigy
Rain clouds gather and metropolis rusts
Skeletons beneath banisters turn to dust
Then fade into non-existence
Decayed and I found realism as fiction
I Grandfather claused myself into agony
As happy memories unthawed to apathy
This sunny day simply exists in prose
A binary symphony tragically composed
Because I'm desperate to see sunlight
Slowly I forsake this hollow paradise

The door opens to snakes crawling within wireframes
My friends have been swallowed into higher plains
(In) What was once an eternal (breathtaking) November
I walk over decaying textures
Heavenly worlds stagnate at December
But hell's exactly how I remembered
My heart still beats to a metronome
This man of steel (ironically) finds Earth alone
This is life; an empty room of enemies
This is death; consumed by empty memories
My strings fit like a warm blanket
As everyone's expressions inform blankness
Lies built bricks swallowing the pavement
(Now) I resmith my following into vagrants
To unveil astroturf where the sun vanished
I found the black hole where hope collapses
Because I've been harvested to feed sunlight
I move to splinter this hollow paradise

Clockwork people in cardboard cities
Considered repetition to cause lucidity
I walk into this office of stillborn dreams
Found myself martyred by an ill-informed regime
I'm told truth is the final illusion
Also mortality is a primal delusion
I'm awakened to the numbness and confusion
I've forsaken for seclusion
To be inhuman enjoying the tables flip
Prayer machine drowning babel fish
To social Darwinist regimes, I'm a satanist
I broke my wings but my fascist saviour stitched (together)
The panorama is restored
I'm again the (bastards) favoured whore
I found heaven in plain sight via machinery
Is it worse drowning in pleasant scenery?
Because I've been destroyed via sunlight
Slowly I retreat to this hollow paradise
Track Name: Saveherself
"Sometimes you have a losing personality Mary
Hey I'm honest what do you want, I say what's on my mind and if you can't take it well then fuck off
And I like the way you express yourself ya'know, it's piffy and degenerate. Do you get many dates? I don't think so
No I do, I actually know I do, you'll never believe this but I never thought I was very pretty. Oh what is pretty anyway I mean I hate being pretty it's all I subjective anyway I mean the brightest men just drop dead in front a beautiful face and the minute you climb into the sack it's just a relief to giving, they're so greatful'

This sun pierces through we decaying trees
Enough to make a halo from these floating leaves
From this fire spawns a forge
From a passion so forged
Paper hearts shall burn at the stake
She departs with one reminder of this mistake
Marooned beneath bleeding skies they slumber
But soon the fire hungers
And the flesh freezes solid
So he carves a face so stolid
The hills have eyes to terrify Lovecraft
As the moon slips from his grasp
And the stars fall vacant to the dirt
As he forgets every emotion placed in this verse
Poison clouds tear apart his safe-place
Leafs fall like detached hearts down a staircase

He stares into the sky
It's a pity she can't see why
She's lost amongst the mist
In Gothic Eden set adrift
He stares into the sky
It's a pity she can't see why
She's lost amongst the mist
In Gothic Eden set adrift

She returns with plain-clothed Asmodeus
The sun collapses and she is nameless
Beneath blankets she feigns bliss beneath
While he builds suburbia's in vein atop concrete
He writes the same sequence till his fingers (turn) brittle
She reads between the lines post (suicidal) vigil
She can see a crown of thorns as connected roses
Which blinds her to this swarm of locusts
But this wooden heart shall not be devoured
Even when she's broken apart for hours
Still her eyes shine like (sinking) binary stars
In his eyes and mind they rarely depart
She fears the light like a child fears the darkness
He fears for her lifelike opium amongst the heartless
She see's heaven to find she missed connection
The sun rises to shine light on her misconceptions

He stares into the sky
It's a pity she can't see why
She's lost amongst the mist
In Gothic Eden set adrift
He stares into the sky
It's a pity she can't see why
She's lost amongst the mist
In Gothic Eden set adrift

He sits by the same tree
Reinventing a bastards patchwork
She lifts (hollow) smiles with the same teeth
In descending order of what her laughs worth
He's written this scene sixteen times
Amidst descriptions of him kissing skies
He has felt the conflict of a warm embrace
And the harsh mistress of a clock-face
She can't save her self as my brothers fall to sedatives
He can't save himself so he floods her with godless messages
He opens her eyes; (she) prefers the blindfold
She awakens desires; he cannot resolve
He can stitch on some skeletal wings
And fly away from this unbearable regime
But she pulls (him) back to this oppressive obelisk
He swears to never write (her) another depressive sonnet
She returns to metropolis by day-break
The sun burns her exposed heart as today wakes
To dry (her) every tear the rain drowned
So they slumber here, apart as their hearts make the same sound

"Why is life worth living? It's a very good question. Um...
Well, There are certain things I guess that make it worthwhile. uh... Like what... okay... um...
For me, uh... ooh... I would say... what, Groucho Marx, to name one thing... uh... um... and
Wilie Mays... and um... the 2nd movement of the Jupiter Symphony... and um... Louis Armstrong,
recording of Potato Head Blues... um... Swedish movies, naturally... Sentimental Education by Flaubert
... uh... Marlon Brando, Frank Sinatra... um... those incredible Apples and Pears by Cezanne... uh...
the crabs at Sam Wo's... uh... Tracy's face.."
Track Name: The War On Time Itself (Music by Adam Pullman and Elijah Femi)
The rain killed the sun
But I shine persistent
As happy faces become one
Via drunken states to spread this fiction
I drink to forget and for something to remember
I think I'll forget this depressive cycle by december
I have to hold every smile in my grasp
As I lay in denial atop shattered glass
We can breathe smoke till time breathes down our necks
But please chock me now so I can find a selfish death
(Bass kicks in)
Beneath twilight kiss me atop this dirt
I welcome the knife if we can slow dance first
Your hand extends and my treehouse's haunted
Now I have friends and that's all I ever wanted
We pack our bags and march off this cliff
Into sewers because we're part of this shit

There was a hill overlooking my favourite prison
Closed off from any hell of famous description
I used to imitate The Time Bandits
Now I wrestle with gods until times vanquished
Familiar places never seemed so far away
Until I saw my thorns darkest days
Fell asleep picturing commotions so unusual
Woke up heartbroken at a cubicle
This neck tie cuts my oxygen supply
I cry into this wolves nest I dived
Inside where Ashley A's can stumble in
While I plot to throw King Bob off the jungle gym
But I knocked that populist facade and it's crumbling
Go back to those pigtails I loved you in
Jack Caleb of Mars is primed with handy violence
The illustrated man drinks wine from dandy lions

When you find yourself
I'll be waiting with a pencil
Here's my plan for this world
I'm making this poetry instrumental
Jeffty is five and steps into a new decade
Where even the maids bring death and use charades
As your depth slowly erodes
Your evil's only exposed
To hearts already fallen
Embarked to see your coolness steady boiling

Put the mask back on
So I can craft another rap song
(Take the) Walk of shame across the cosmos
Distort the pain with manhattans and cosmos
But I'll hear your voice by the bus garage
And the cycle restarts undamaged

The same sunlight is always recalled in memories
The same sun rises and falls for centures
The same sun my heart was once adrift
The same sun superheroes once eclipsed
The same moon shines over kings and peasents
The same moon shines when nothings pleasant
The same moon I dreamed that babylon collapsed
The same moon left little nemo an insomniac
The same seas that left my vogue marroned
The same seas feeding flowers that'll never bloom
The same seas ferried a gaslight speech
The same seas they'll bury me beneath