Stratagem

Oh yes oh yes they are so free
From that debilitating wing
That might have sent them
Flying through the night mist of spring
Lightweight lust for things that gratify
Time constructs the things we stratisfy
They are pursuits of pleasure
Empty as the vast vacuum of space
And pasts consume the brain
As caste systems groom disdain
And the last Christian remains
Behind the sudden rapture
The rebel alliance is captured
And science is shattered
Up becomes down
Do you want to know a secret
About this destination
I got bored of it
I know in their heart they want nothing but the best for me But to the West of me are those quests that are
Composed of tropes that slope through the glen
And off cliffs and we drift into lonely rooms
The only tomb I forsee for me is
Possibility ignored causing me to abhor
Some daily grind in which the majority are prone to be
The walking dead
Never will my head
Allow my body to follow that arc
In the dark, they will trip on the bodies
The ocean bleeds from the sky
And a deluge has intruded
Through the heavenly dam
And lambs and heifers are prepared
As the weather shifts to salt kissed storms
Will you dance in the forlorn
With the promise that God will never again flood
This scenery as greenery is weeping through the Aurora Opening a portal to the throne room
Does an infinite alone loom?
New beginnings hasten soon
Do you want to know a secret
About this destination
I got bored of it
I know in their heart they want nothing but the best for me But to the West of me are those quests that are
Composed of tropes that slope through the glen
And off cliffs and we drift into lonely rooms
The only tomb I forsee for me is
Possibility ignored causing me to abhor
Some daily grind in which the majority are prone to be
The walking dead
Never will my head
Allow my body to follow that arc
In the dark, they will trip on the bodies