I plaster my FLAWFUL face on the movement of the moon: to see the world from a far view. Souls live to die, counterfeit lies and demise: crooked court houses and pillars, ratchet minds on the sleeves of the government officials. Epidemics fills the youth, constantly trying to kill us: and represent us, manipulate us in times of harmony. Overdosed derision in NEWS OUTLETS: to the innocent youth, their trying to evaporate from negativity, with every fast food restaurant reserved on the corners compiled together; all odds are stacked against us.. We live in a GHOST SOCIETY: where we are confined into this one REALITY where Demons are higher than the principalities stay dim to the actualality of outrageous crimes and misdemeanors that are in-visable to the naked eye; the glass wall that surrounds the end roads of the SOUL. Stay high in the stars where you see all the deprived, despised, actions, their Demons actin' like Angles in disguise; reserved hatred in demise. Catch the resided provided talent that lives within me: i will cherish it to the death of me, even if i live in hell it's going to be my accomplishment,i'm the Prince of persia, i have to equip to what i gained so i can help my own people in their upcoming to gain what they accomplishment; regardless they wouldn't stay dim to the concept. The streets is dissipating into the valley to death, catch the ticket to apocrypha, rumbling in astronomers. This world is so far gone: their are semi-translucent, faded and effected by Lucifer, it's the weight of the world that has them becoming phychological infected; with open wounds that needs to be mended together. How can i escape Lucifer in a upside down world; now i'm having nightmares of some Demons and quarrels. I'm invisioning man with gas masks on their distorted faces, ( is this the future?) stay updated to the intervention. To much skeletons in the closet of REAL DEVIL'S, embezzled, they stay robbing us of are intellectual. We all are eroded, countless ways to be devoted: i can't stand when people say my future is "distorted," y'all people are discorded, can't even avoid it; so i coy it. Even we have to face life and get out of this inprisonment of corded decimated roots; we live in a GHOST Society with decimated BOOTS.