Ancient ways of dealing out punishment in a course, so horrible it makes anything by today's standard a slap in the face. Revenge is an art form developed over a lifetime. Carried out minutes before death to insure your life ends with nothing to comeback for. That’s why I think ghosts exist, too finish.

The mind is a faceless entity that drives people mad when sex, money, and love; it all originates in the brain. Nothing else in this place can bring the darkness to light, the way those electro-magnetic pulses do. Unseen energy too unimaginable acts, what is rational and irrational. It's all comparable to what has been done and where the line is drawn. These rules of supposed compassion and humanity are constantly being erased and the line drawn back like a penalty to make what is wrong seem obtainable. The effort people take to surpass the rest could be considered psychotic but the gates are open. Who are you betting on? It's not a question of right or wrong but who will get there first. The goal of every person like it or not it's you, first in line. The new battle to consume everything.

Words hypnotize, lips memorize. To a trace, nothing lives, nothing dies, its all in pause Play Play Play, get moving. Grap your body from the inside and move to the other side of the room, the city, the state, the state I'm in is nothing but the future. Don't take the first hand its always the worst deal. Second and third put you in the mood. Fourth hands drive you to this place where everything is in your reach and people love you. Don't get greedy, otherwise the beat goes flat. Out of place in yourself or sleeping with nothing.