Smoking Gun
“Smoking Gun”
Twisted Blistered dance with me
Come on Brother Snow get off your genuflection mojo knees
The World’s about to turn and merge
Vibrating dimensions souls that turn 4th and 5th must be better than 3rd
The World’s a vomit bucket filled with the spew of war
and ravaging arrogant jackels and silky purring curs
We are transmuting on the Electric Resurrection Slipstream
Eerie lights rotating hide in glowing clouds that burn
Chemicals red rain falling tears from the sky, strange sounds are heard
Morgellons, Disease X, Flakka, Biochemical Weapons, Zombie Apocalypse,
calling Mystery Babylon the Great, premonitions dream America’s burning
Devil’s grinning mouth open wide now turning sucking everything into
Hell's Gate, everything is burning
Black Eyed Angels riding electrostatic plasma rainbow rides
HAARPS and trumpets a new kind of Sax and Symphony
Ascension coming or denied, Come on Baby Light My Fire
Mysterious triangles in the sky, glide like Manta Rays under Oceans off Bimini
Tunnels under A-Mart FEMA camps Civilian denied freedom,
Race War imminent
The World’s a Perpetual Sorrows Planet terrorists give it meaning
Drowning in dollars and its sticky Black Liquid Velvet scheming
Burning witches and crooked politicians eating little children and Cheese Pizzas
Floating on promises, execution funeral pyres nuclear radiation bleeds into ocean, earth and air
Mass deaths, food chain stained,Weather Bombs,weapons of war & destruction, Deadly Death and Great Despair
Brimstone and Treacle
False Flag Invasions, the Sophia’s in the Details
Microchip under skin, Elon and Neurolink A.I. embedded in brain
Nuclear War threatens all nations vapourised flesh and bone
will there be Black Rain?
Necromancing Vatican Lucifer Telescope calls in view Planet X
Conspiracies become complacent, the Arctic hides a secret,
prophecies all vexed
Can you hear it coming
Resurrection Ascension Wings thump thump thumping
Hide the Black Hole Sun a Portal to the particle that’s God
Hadron Collider CERN 666 demons on the run
So much is wrong with the whole show no rhyme nor reason
Come on Brother Snow, now’s not the time to run,
NOW is your season
Stand and deliver
Time to blow your Smoking gun.
(Lovejoy-Burton/March 2018)
1. "Pop Crimes", Rowland S. Howard
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-HgjwFtX2Lk
2. "What the World Needs Now" Bacharach & Costello
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7uh15s23nQ
but I prefer -
3.
Dionne Warwick/Bacharach
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2cW8Alo_5uI
Copyright © Leanne Lovejoy-Burton | Year Posted 2018
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