replyed to xxsaraxx,Fisherman and Cown
My Cleopatra (3-12-05)
Verse 1:
Her blood flow was wasted cold in stasis magnetized/
Disguised by disciples with rifle statements analyzed/
By survival, no oasis isles for her places in currents/
As she walks the Earth with chains same faces are serpents/
Servants of evil no people to trust for they destroy/
Any joy at homes that are shown in rust as they deploy/
The dust that is devoid with something to kill/
Still she’s deferred as her luncheons won’t fill/
Her hills with marble and jade but she’s made of ice/
Shade of night my insight she gave to fight/
The awry ways her brains wired like it tasted heroin/
Staring dim with gentile eyes she’s contrived wasted herald in/
The lies they send as soaking mist vanquished/
The enchantress attraction her axiom is copious banquets/
With fragments of insidious hopes in delusions she spoke/
She’s moving to vilify the lies with profusions of smoke/
Verse 2:
Undaunted she feels that she’s still speaking truth/
To who, to you but I fear her clear will is leaking juice/
Like fruits of Eden, she’s eating pejorative lies to jettison paradise/
To suffice blessings as medicine spares the life/
Of contrite beings seeing in my mind what traps the/
Love we had now its glass shine of magma/
Has grab the scepter of gold as she holds the truest/
Newest form of death she steps to cold Anubis/
And pulls his soul she drifting and spitting up venom/
That sends men to comas from cobras bitten, this heaven/
Her seven circles of stars are avatars able to civilize nations/
Realizations to label out the cradles of civilizations/
Spacing for nirvana as karma flies free with sparrows/
Her tarot cards are arrows to scar deep this pharaoh/
Embalmed with terrible incenses that bless the nose with Jasper/
To master secret formulas her Palace cryptic scrolls has answers
Verse 3:
As gases swirl in orbit the morbid is so critical/
Cynical debates she hates so political/
No miracles titans as lighting strikes her molecules/
As she loses senses, precious strife the model fuels/
The baneful and painful dreams happy with a ring/
That brings sublimities of mystery from Valley of the Kings/
That sings sad tunes as sand dunes are sparking/
Sparkling with grand moons as tanned tombs are talking/
With haunting markings outsides as she lies in state/
Her eyes of space takes a flight as I will wait/
To make up time we waste on offers of clarity/
Charity of cherry trees giving water to share the sea/
As she pilots with pirate ideas written with the galaxies ink/
She sinks into the sheets what she leaks is blasphemy sweet/
Seeing how in space no one can hear her scream/
Seems death and space related to kill her dreams/
Verse 4:
Only clean oceans existed till this mistress came out her flower/
Bringing power like Ra the sun begun the age that will shower/
Hours of life in the ice kingdom of the dead/
Where books are read by Osris to bring them in to bed/
Her red Isis charms raise those who stay to rest/
In wet graves ravaged by Jackals who are made by Set/
Can’t detest Hathor, goddess of laughter and love/
Cleopatra floods like the Nile her smile works faster then drugs/
Above crystal cylinders she is the principle dame/
Minimal stains to tarnish her gold mold her biblical reigns/
As minerals rain down her scared eyes were rocks of dust/
Lust infusing her marrow as she lies inside sarcophagus /
With a touch she fades away in the mindful wish/
This is the red seas dead deeds as hieroglyphs/
Scripted out the scriptures to picture her fast/
Before the asp takes her life with a bite thicker then gas/
just feel like posting my shit, been a long time
My Cleopatra (3-12-05)
Verse 1:
Her blood flow was wasted cold in stasis magnetized/
Disguised by disciples with rifle statements analyzed/
By survival, no oasis isles for her places in currents/
As she walks the Earth with chains same faces are serpents/
Servants of evil no people to trust for they destroy/
Any joy at homes that are shown in rust as they deploy/
The dust that is devoid with something to kill/
Still she’s deferred as her luncheons won’t fill/
Her hills with marble and jade but she’s made of ice/
Shade of night my insight she gave to fight/
The awry ways her brains wired like it tasted heroin/
Staring dim with gentile eyes she’s contrived wasted herald in/
The lies they send as soaking mist vanquished/
The enchantress attraction her axiom is copious banquets/
With fragments of insidious hopes in delusions she spoke/
She’s moving to vilify the lies with profusions of smoke/
Verse 2:
Undaunted she feels that she’s still speaking truth/
To who, to you but I fear her clear will is leaking juice/
Like fruits of Eden, she’s eating pejorative lies to jettison paradise/
To suffice blessings as medicine spares the life/
Of contrite beings seeing in my mind what traps the/
Love we had now its glass shine of magma/
Has grab the scepter of gold as she holds the truest/
Newest form of death she steps to cold Anubis/
And pulls his soul she drifting and spitting up venom/
That sends men to comas from cobras bitten, this heaven/
Her seven circles of stars are avatars able to civilize nations/
Realizations to label out the cradles of civilizations/
Spacing for nirvana as karma flies free with sparrows/
Her tarot cards are arrows to scar deep this pharaoh/
Embalmed with terrible incenses that bless the nose with Jasper/
To master secret formulas her Palace cryptic scrolls has answers
Verse 3:
As gases swirl in orbit the morbid is so critical/
Cynical debates she hates so political/
No miracles titans as lighting strikes her molecules/
As she loses senses, precious strife the model fuels/
The baneful and painful dreams happy with a ring/
That brings sublimities of mystery from Valley of the Kings/
That sings sad tunes as sand dunes are sparking/
Sparkling with grand moons as tanned tombs are talking/
With haunting markings outsides as she lies in state/
Her eyes of space takes a flight as I will wait/
To make up time we waste on offers of clarity/
Charity of cherry trees giving water to share the sea/
As she pilots with pirate ideas written with the galaxies ink/
She sinks into the sheets what she leaks is blasphemy sweet/
Seeing how in space no one can hear her scream/
Seems death and space related to kill her dreams/
Verse 4:
Only clean oceans existed till this mistress came out her flower/
Bringing power like Ra the sun begun the age that will shower/
Hours of life in the ice kingdom of the dead/
Where books are read by Osris to bring them in to bed/
Her red Isis charms raise those who stay to rest/
In wet graves ravaged by Jackals who are made by Set/
Can’t detest Hathor, goddess of laughter and love/
Cleopatra floods like the Nile her smile works faster then drugs/
Above crystal cylinders she is the principle dame/
Minimal stains to tarnish her gold mold her biblical reigns/
As minerals rain down her scared eyes were rocks of dust/
Lust infusing her marrow as she lies inside sarcophagus /
With a touch she fades away in the mindful wish/
This is the red seas dead deeds as hieroglyphs/
Scripted out the scriptures to picture her fast/
Before the asp takes her life with a bite thicker then gas/
just feel like posting my shit, been a long time
