Matter

03/27's the day I was born
The last of the brains in the brawn
I might be death in a bare human form
Resurrected from hell, where angels would fall...
Dad passed ages ago
I try to move on but my pastures won't grow
Lost in myself, where demons would lurk, black vultures would perch, as my corpse would approach
First temple of God born soulless
Zeus and Athena sacrificed as tokens
Twisting my lens for the focus
Neo cortex portals broken up as ovals
4 leaf clovers
To those that cough last remains as offers
To those that's coffined
I find myself wandering in labyrinths
Tryna count stars with an abacus
Tryna find heaven in the hell of it
Coz reality's a b***h that's the end of it...
I mean I put it all in my music
The last thought before my mind got confusing
I was wondering if love was better
But I'm close to the end, so will it ever matter
With broken friendship as the lather
I wash myself clean of the dirt all together...
Black bird thoughts of death in my mind
A little voice telling me how to survive