Genesis the Second Time Round

We fesat on flesh stacking the bones today until tomorrow in this garden of sorrow sickened by sicknesses only feasts on flesh can bring behold the apple the illusions disappearing cleaner to the naked eye filthy you filthy me we unravel the truth the tower falls slaves to salve an hour late with a missing letter that cannot bleed from mounds of flesh eating mouths the apple is to blame deny the fact the plague we are saved from born a second time around after the planet drowned in the midst of our laughter we are in bliss the game of life evolves Villified by ignorance the joke youre not telling killing you something i cannot spell every soulbound prayer aimed toward unseen gods of society nightly deathwish to come clean feasts on flesh tower of bones mispelled words cycle of chaos torturous transistor user friendly media silent dissent the game of life to save a life hurry up to wait and stand in line punch your ticket and see through the illusion one more time systematic nonsense to feed the gullible stepping out of the shadows the altered table of perception where we used to drink now we smoke to interrupt one another behind guises of three perfect arts of war we side step the same deja vous routine under the stairs the angels get their wings was something said upon them? well that was upstairs we're on another plane now I'd tell you the answer to your alphabet riddle cannot keep time with an hourglass too late with the missing letter and this is genesis the second time around