The Alien Race
Wisdom from up above?
No it is down below
Alien’s live down below
In the surface of the earth
Taking the dead
Psychedelic tremors
Weird fantasy
Hammered propane
Circular visuals
I can’t stand and cannot write anymore
The pain is too immense
Feel the fire!
I warn you now
The aliens will come from below
Make their planets from out of space
They are the visionary
Propane
Nitrogen
Sodium
Potassium
Alien contact through an aerial
Their speaking is like absolute confusion
Not music
Not pain
An absolute chemistry fantasy
No-one can understand this lonely dweller
I see the invisible
Brain working at 101%
Increased productivity
Increased power
Increased Intelligence
Aerial contact
Beeps of fantasy
Icega
Cats purr
I fear the final outcome
I feel the pain in my head shrink
Loneliness is just a name
I created loneliness
I am Lord Lonely
Rage
Char rage
Charade
Copyright © Moses Samandar | Year Posted 2011
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