“Automation, Mechanized satans,
Embargo’s and sanctions…Alot of time I’m facing..Here on a continent where insanity’s waiting, right beneath genius madness is hibernating, Chemical Reaction…..anger is the fluid, the governed knew it and overindulge my mind fights depression, due to intelligence the ignorant i’m envying, their blind to the aquarium, filled with pointless pursuits…blocked off on your block, might as well wear a suit, with a numerical tatoo, the digits, they represent you, step out of expectations and be one of the few, few hear the words of a west coast lunatic….that travels through the realms of dead flesh without loosing it”