Spells Of Spoken Word

Human bodies are mere channels for the current that moves about us every minute

So if one shall speak, one shall put all of what one has in it

Chewed vision spinach triggers my Popeyeish magickal strength

Droppings of primordial dust left behind me follows no matter the length

Shooting bullets of chaotically controlled music while you use it every now and again

Shots fired take you through the wire only to have losers appreciate a win

And the sin of being tied down by ignorance keeps the internal fire of hell at burn

Placing techniques of etheric manifestations in the palms of those wishing to earn

So this meeting is adjourn

For it shall commence whenever the current desires to be heard

Pay attention to your battery charge, because you might be ready to speak your word

M.a.R.a.N.a.T.e

© 2019 Maranate

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