Look Up For Your Redemption Draweth

Cream of fire, liquicksilvered star incendiaire, leaves imprint for the World to see, hangs hook on the sky, suspended freeze framed to sprawl spidered vein, drip thickly ordinance, molasses covers the mind. Bismolling rinse, a curse of the eye, the Hephaestus tear, cascading bull, work of Virgoan theme in paradox of shift of paradigmatic-meticulous-metaCoolty-times divison sine. The Dragon lies in wait to devour. Her child come early, premature, but at a late hour. Humanity sways in union of hypnotic wave, like blown sands of the sea. Flood hits the shore, blurring lines and s contouring laws to grapevine, to wine and dis stain in the presses of drunken powerlines, rolling blackouts and rape of con-fined. A body without a head, full on moons of zombie with channel locks and no native neem. Silence, breathes. Darkness, weaves. Disbelief is blended with terror and chaotivity. For unity alone does not a true path portend. Hiccups, reshuffle, bend. The devil's dream come full circle, sheep to tend, wolves to defend. His time is short, now, get ready for the "shake up", my friend.