Galactic Tsunami - Coaxial

No longer a patient with aches, a restless lot

Scary being unable to recognize even one molecule within the flow

There’s nothing left beside the notion to express, despite the phlegm

Inside the chest, the antibiotics that are destroying the abcess

The time is quickly fading redirecting adapting and recreating

Functional but for unexplained reason there’s stipulation

It’s to bright for my fair skin itchy eyes that are scratching a skeleton

A minute subject a miniature of Mars an oxygen mask lost humans no scars

The repetitive wave syndrome that’s striking the mind

Causing revolving pocket of magical obscurity, I don’t know but it feels right

The path was absent of light despite the palpitating orb merely sense

Voilet dreams a meltdown amongst the many beings, a myriad of swings

Iron plated recreated through digestion, another stench a beautiful decay

«Good day» regardless of how often run astray, that’s her and I

Earth and I, birth the sky, lurking by, observing hi, safe from the leeches

That have attached to the orifice, a gorgeous mass bring the healing alms

I run out of arms and legs numb by now — ah — the landscape it’s changed

It’s public you’ll live here love it

Stereotypes drip like stalactites

But you suckers lack the element

So all that nay, nay, nay garbage that you utter is irrelevant

And doesn’t pertain to the development of a skill in need

Of constant nourishment you want to resurrect hip hop

How can you save what isn’t dead who’s the lame fuck that claimed it fell apart

Just because the masses latched onto the part that wasn’t the art

Suddenly occurring frequencies broken babble of wizardry, ration of mystic

energy

Focal point of polar density, icicles and a concealed identity

Shivering intensity frozen microchip surgery, there are androids that working

earnestly

On a half robotic clearly neurotic simian aquatic corpse like horsed voiced

Ya’ll missed shifty shape siamese separate turbulent states plasma chasm opiate

captain

Fashion is mostly and outdated mechanism to convey false confidence

My naked soul will show you exposed from it’s ominous

And it’s prominent that your plastic frame will not absorb the consonants

Locate communicate with co-existing primates sky rocket through the ceiling

Vein tissue and blood spilling on the mic that I am feeling, you’ll find

yourself

Feeling me on that microphone illing the upright speaks I’ve tried to stop

myself

But it still leaks, like the acid rain that eats minus the rain the footing

will be

Firm enough for us to gain the peak, some of us a blood thirsty rats

Some of us are labrats in a daze stumbling around the cage being injected with

chemicals

To induce a phase the alchemy will commence my mother is andromeda so it’s

natural

For me to wish escape from this world of microchips, ID kits, and fingerprints

Be aware of an american mindstate a slow moving sluggish primate

It’s not the spiders breeding worms nut the worms breeding spiders

Victims sharing a similar trap, I’m speaking to those who get this

Along with those who think they do but misinterpret the gist

If you know anything than you knew nothing at all unless you’ve accepted

The programs they’ve installed it’s human nature not to be monitored by

technilogical traitors scavangers and raiders

Remain ecologically lively creating worlds of life that begin in heart and

translate

Through beats basslines and mics