Red Libations
Oh, to be a fly upon the wall for the fall of an empire
Ah, but I do suppose that's why the poet's clothes
Are a muddy red like a bloody mire
Even if your product is not COD
I can guarantee that it isn't free
But many don't wanna know the price of glee
Know even deliverance has a delivery fee
Salvation comes with taxation
So I'm gonna soothe the Piper with some runes and cyphers
And the little bit of green that my pencil musters
Then await for the wind to bluster
I wait for collection
From the old gods for unpaid libations
Want my destination
Follow blood trail and you'll know direction
20/20 vision with my eyes closed
Only open lids when it's for foresight
Got a flame that many enemies do want hosed
But when you're in the dark so many creatures flock to light
This is to the lion in the gilded cage
King of the Jungle, where's your rage
Now you're lyin' as another spectacle
Oh, how the sempster's spun your spool
Gotta fall in love with the feeling of reeling in a bucket
Dry, from the depths of a well filled to brim
Lotta push and shove at the ceiling I'm pulling out a socket
Try, though the steps of this climb are so grim
Floating
I am just another pigeon homing
Gilding
And I'm using blood and gold coating
"Give me a bit of the vigor to make a potion"
Is what I said to heavens
I'll let you guess if they supported notion
Digging a grave for the bulk of the foes
Thinking the bigger the fiend
The bigger the hole
Grabbing the shovel to go
Give me the coin better pay the toll
For my love of humanity
Got my craft psychology
And for my hate of it
I got my mic and poetry
I wait for collection
From the old gods for unpaid libations
Want my destination
Follow blood trail and you'll know direction
Keep my hungry flame alight
But I have found that sanity is fire's tinder
I see the tears and sweat and paintbrush
It's smelling like the first day of kinder
Ah, but I do suppose that's why the poet's clothes
Are a muddy red like a bloody mire
Even if your product is not COD
I can guarantee that it isn't free
But many don't wanna know the price of glee
Know even deliverance has a delivery fee
Salvation comes with taxation
So I'm gonna soothe the Piper with some runes and cyphers
And the little bit of green that my pencil musters
Then await for the wind to bluster
I wait for collection
From the old gods for unpaid libations
Want my destination
Follow blood trail and you'll know direction
20/20 vision with my eyes closed
Only open lids when it's for foresight
Got a flame that many enemies do want hosed
But when you're in the dark so many creatures flock to light
This is to the lion in the gilded cage
King of the Jungle, where's your rage
Now you're lyin' as another spectacle
Oh, how the sempster's spun your spool
Gotta fall in love with the feeling of reeling in a bucket
Dry, from the depths of a well filled to brim
Lotta push and shove at the ceiling I'm pulling out a socket
Try, though the steps of this climb are so grim
Floating
I am just another pigeon homing
Gilding
And I'm using blood and gold coating
"Give me a bit of the vigor to make a potion"
Is what I said to heavens
I'll let you guess if they supported notion
Digging a grave for the bulk of the foes
Thinking the bigger the fiend
The bigger the hole
Grabbing the shovel to go
Give me the coin better pay the toll
For my love of humanity
Got my craft psychology
And for my hate of it
I got my mic and poetry
I wait for collection
From the old gods for unpaid libations
Want my destination
Follow blood trail and you'll know direction
Keep my hungry flame alight
But I have found that sanity is fire's tinder
I see the tears and sweat and paintbrush
It's smelling like the first day of kinder
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Writer(s): Alejandro Grant
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