Nice! Keeping It Level. Inspiration All Around. Poetry/lyrics

Irate let no pirate, stomp on holy ground. Earth walkers unite to untie being bound by the false economic myths that drove our true blood to the underground. On top from the very bottom, the depths of pain, real pain doesn't hurt you, I don't cry often, but when I do I try again.

Whoa, no, no creeped out demons in the pudding, so off putting, little machine gremlins trying to wreak havoc in my head. The long drawn out lingering sense of dread is an entity that will no longer get fed. So fed up, I bring it to the federal level and change the laws back to the law of the land.

Get the grip to whip it gooder!! Take a sad song and make it better! The better whine from the bitter vine! You can be my Ohme! if your strong enough to never inflict self harm. Get to that shock talk of electricity. Lash back at the mind control gestapo of dis-possession in a land fighting over fake trinket possessions to obsession.