Alchemisland

No defence when I swing for the fences

I’m sorry to have given offence

Let me just bend this one guy’s spine

Then I’ll be outta your hair

Run up blasting like Dan Dare

Ding him twice, double dared

Shot many times, 50 Cent

Coming at me, send fifty

I’m in thrifted fatigues on a rented steed

All thirty three degrees completed

Replete with unbeatable composition

Standing over your gene pool in cannonball position

Sauce all mine so double dipping, sniffing keys need a glistening

If those kitchen walls were listening

Heard us bitching, gossipful history

Solving the holy mystery with powder smells of listerine

I’m like Lister lost in space, dry lips traced by a lizard’s tongue

I hold up the dungball of the sun to see what’s under

I am the smell of lightning, and the sight of thunder

Throw it away from the target and hit a bullseye, can’t miss

Balances tripling quickly like divine division, on a mission to kiss

As many demon asses as I can, ducking derision

Embracing delusion, illusion of my greatness net of safety

Some pearls but most ass gravy

Most ask is something wrong with me, answer’s maybe

Soul’s on sale in the incorporeal flesh parade

Much is made of the way I talk

Definitely be a sale, thirty-something white male

Pale as bone sold to the man all sable

Yes, that hoofed gentlemen there

At the head of the skull-set table, much to my amazement

Unable to renege on that contract

When I read the Bible I can’t see, blinding cataracts

Block that path

Makes me rail against God’s grail, demonic renegade

Raining rocks against heaven’s gate

I leave a destructive trail.