BASILISK - OVELIA'S WORRIES

woke up this morning 
needed some light
to spark my fight
instead i fucking cried
i'm lost inside
i wish i could find
the eye that's blind
inside my mind
i'm listening to them lie
and i've looked to the sky
i'm wandering for miles
in the morning sunlight
it beats inside my chest
i still liken it to the crest
of waves inside my face
i've asked you now to leave this place
and wonder now if i gave you space

BASILISK - Morning Sunlight

we got people who threw it away
we got people who live that way
we got people who threw it away
forwards and backwards but going no place

singled out in a line sent for answers
ringed out like a towel wet from a dancer
sweating beads and holy seeds of crevices
that open up like sink holes

yowling out obscenities
thanks and please and chalked up as a disease
i've got my ASD diagnosis
now you can all go to it

when you wanna win the arguments
why consider my word when you've deemed me absurd?
well I'll be heard whether you can listen 
or disperse into the darkness that I'm knowledged in

because i'm not afraid to look under the rock and see the worms
you fuckers squirm but i'll be past the forward turn 
two steps ahead, before im dead, i'll do a few things
spread my wings and watch me fly away

sink it down and grab ahold of anything
cause when we fall we grasp for anything standing
panting after realization that you've worked hard
pulse beating now you're a star

worship the criminals with golden names
brought out my doubts with all their shame
i wish i could remember the name
of the face that's looking down on me

i cross the street and look both ways
try to keep that level of anxiety
mindful of the very nature of existence
i be basking in the human 

we got people who threw it away
we got people who live that way
we got people who threw it away
forwards and backwards but going no place

jingle jangle simple simon
left foot right brain on the assignment
pass it to the left
i must confess

i'm a sage of the information age
wizard of the twisted vision
1s and 0s representing
words i speak spout it endless

BASILISK - People Who Threw Away The Will To Live

what if i told you?
if you took the red pill or the blue
you can still choose to be you
endless prophetic i spew
these words
and absurd
purse to the herd
burn! burn! burn!
set ablaze - shallow in place
as deep as kiddy pool
pull up a stool
let's have a load off
get caught up
bobonga - no longer
i am able to savour
the taste that the haters
leave in my mouth
it's a waste of my time
i've felt i'm alive
only when i create
sealing off my own fate
as the way i shape
reality is a crate
boxed inside my own sake
of aligning the mistakes
write it up i'm late
the blankest of slates
fire breathing hexagons
rise up and feelings now prolonged
usher in the new era
walking in like John Cena
make you a believer
soon you'll be the conceder
aka a bottom feeder
it's not like i need her
suppose i can breath here
fuck - rise up
took another shot
it's not a crime unless you get caught
i've been looking for the spot
woop woop it's the cops
and you don't stop
like a ginsu i chop
realest on top
brought out to the lost
burn bobonga - no longer
am i able to turn the page
stay the same only for the sake of reign
exoskeletal range
noose under my game
undone for my head
fuck - dodecahedron - particle collision collider
stop and ask yourself if i'm a liar 
you can decide for yourself

BASILISK - Burn! Bobonga!

gathered in the valleys
trials that have Sally
marked with the X's
and Billy too

the primitive composures
sentence to exposure
of the elements
when the volcano flows
and the lava goes
you better run for it
don't stop and question
you'll learn your lesson 
in death - the inevitable end
before the first step
how every journey makes it start
the willingness of the heart
created by a shard
of crystals built deep within us
brought up to something even
equations that keep speaking
past the words and linger ever sure
studio 2 is were i've heard
you can see the primitives shake their heads
place their mouths on top of sheds
sink down lower then thyself
accumulating material wealth
stop and look at themselves
reflecting nature of inner doubles
a mirror within a mirror
causes optical illusions
senseless answers
lead to more confusion
can't ever stop thinking
it's my living curse
so i'll capture it all
in this going verse

gathered in the lies
miles that have Sally
marked with guesses
and Billy too

so i'll consume all that's in view
the grey goo that self learns in order to
systematically engulf every type of matter 
that exists, soon it'll shatter what i'm with
soon it'll be now and then a shift
placed back in the grip
of your hand on the hilt
of the blade that's weaker 
than the pen that's incentivizing
a start a new
just outside of view
but soon it'll be true
words like "i love you"
fuck with my mind up
grinding until it's dust
that it i've had enough. . . brought up before this primitive mountain
second bouncing on the head of the one who's on top - play the image game - same
i'll build my own mountain
one shovel load at a time
place it on a dime
spin it for the prime
systems set up 
for the masses
talking out their asses
at least I can still see her face in my dreams
when i tear away at those broken seams
and you've got a new form of personality
placed it upon the growing sense of reality
evolutionary change before out eyes
my eyes look up to the skies
and i cry

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