Regolith Rips

There's pride in ownership
It's fucking ours
The sky
The earth below our swollen feet
The air inhaled
The moon and all which looms above
It's all been fucking claimed and sold
Send the rocket's red glare roaring
High above to claim an ounce of
Moon dust just so we can rail the
Regolith in perfect purchased lines
Such fine heavenly powder is so powerful as it penetrates the sinuses
The high is blinding
It's what defines us
Fuck blow
Cocaine is for the classless masses
Strip mine and rail the lines Crashing synapses
In eclipsed
Euphoric syzygial blast-offs



Credits
Writer(s): Pale Drone
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