fauxcroft

Sometimes rhymes and verses convey boring mundane shit

And sometimes people can’t get enough of it,

But there is something escapism

Transcending all realism,

But I define the iconaclastic schism

While reverberating ideological existentialism,

Dreaming of other worldly consciousness themes

Or venting my anger and my spleen

How about promoting the environmentalist extremes,

That gives us hope and gives us dreams

I use at times language some perceive as obscene,

But I don’t give a fuck how they portray me

I am a necromancer so don’t fuck with with me honestly,

Because I’ll just transcend into a different spiritual being

And at the point you’re not agreeing,

I’ll blow your mind and thoughts away

So I’ve only got one thing to say,

If you enjoy the boring mundane ways

I’ll tell you farewell and have a nice day,

As I disappear into space and rage,

And disappear into a trans-dimensional, paranormal dream state of play.