Bled eye

Through one hundred thoughts
A minute when on kush I push
Each plot to the limit.

The ten minute hourglass
Time may pass as rhyme
By rhyme becomes the
Rhythm divine.

As tainted pain has painted
This name that ain't the same.
Only demons to blame among
Most I'm acquainted.

The ten minute hourglass
Time may pass as rhyme
By rhyme becomes the
Rhythm divine.

To only fuel the flame as
They heal what's real to
Serenade several who
Come to know the devil
Walking and mocking all
On the same level.

The ten minute hourglass
Time may pass as rhyme
By rhyme becomes the
Rhythm divine.

Deep within my minds eye
I keep demonic sin. To those
Before the flame hello be thy
Name. Let each pope preach
Of hope.