Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Toast to Obsidian
Face the faceless in an oasis of fakeness
rats with snakeskin and giant diamond eyes
dine on they kin
we aint gon rob you my nigga
its a accidental break in
no sun in creation we bask in the after glow
of darkness
the darkness we facing
the darkness we caged in
midnight no different
from 10am
we stuff our compatriots into the attic
and free ourselves out the basement
I don't really have a meaning,but the word obsidian made me think of that. Now back to the rest of the vision.
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