sat still like a rock, paradise
catchin waves from our gods current paradigm 
parable of the flood shape the minds eye
drowning, on our bellies as we slither through underworld  
unfurl, as the spirit unsheathes us,
serpent skin, rusted jinn, unleashed 
from the world of material, 
fantastic streak of ephemeral 
beauty
spiritual outlook bleak, unable to seek
the answer for own undoing
the fall, the grasp, we crawl
for answers unknown
read what's been shown 
I hear of the tones  
bound upon these ancient tomes

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Guitarbuild 15

some guitars i mashed together. will be a part of something one day maybe who knows???

I HAVE MORE SONGS ON MY BANDCAMP GO THERE https://perel.bandcamp.com

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Wheelie P

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