Distorted Chatter
Flames descend into my skull
Under the blade of heavens army
True to form I invade them with smiles
Silver blood and copper bones Golden flesh
Questions raised about my sanity
Demons hunted to soothe my humanity
Red gems and honey milk
Apple bird sings her song sweetly
Forbidden bird bows and greets me
Walnut cake I am an Indigo lie
Fashion the stones with many moons Yummy they despise me
Blades of Jasper and Milk Thistle coffee
Honor the call to only use my blade
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