written and performed by: (in order of appearance)
verse 1: stranded
verse 2: rpm the brown robe
prod. by descendant i
rpm the brown robe
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stranded
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inertial/entropy
verse 1: [stranded]
when encountered by a stringent djinn
all filaments will dim
before the light resumes
you’ll have to deal with them
did you know that descendant him
has no synonym
he is found somewhere near the end
of a 3d pendulum
hidden
like the whisper
traffic’d in a placid winter wind
that wizard grins
casts spells
like an injured limb
i stand still
like i’m seeing medusa
while i’m being shown things
as they will be in the future
be careful
when you’re recharging your batteries
for
there are many errors
that can be exhausted
as you sleep
a magnet creeps
the dragnet of a moon captures me
the passion’s deep
i’m not moved by unnatural heat
she shows herself
data overflows the well
a sudden intake
of the inmates in her photocells
i keep some heartbeats hidden
in a way no stethoscope can tell
it drives her crazy
not knowing what’s below the veil
but
even though
right now
she can’t imagine
it will unfold so well
she’ll be so happy
when she’s ultimately at the show ’n tell
it’s all so meaningful
quite the opposite of how it seems
some clouds fatigued
i’ve been able to recount my dreams
the peace
that has become the epicenter
of my nows
so keen
is represented
by strict essomenic alchemy
i walk out on the fringes
of a figurative balcony
to stare into my newfound galaxy
consumed
without belief
dyslexic fallacy
i don’t know this how can be
but i understand it IS
because my vantage is a mountain’s peak
i see it CLEARLY
within hyper-oscillating boundaries
a truth that’s as eloquent
as the tales a kindred falcon speaks
it’s in her nature to challenge me
shove me out onto balance beams
like jiraiya teaching summoning
and she does it with a smile and tease
inside
she’s a rainbow
you have to see her
at just the right angle
to untie her
and i am one
who has such eyes
to untangle
a single dragon
who has often
been described as an angel
but
that’s just ‘cause
we both have wings
and calmly vibrating halos
coronal discharge
quiet light
just a faint glow
it only truly shows itself
to the sparks that ignite its payload
verse 2: [rpm the brown robe]
available download now
on astral tablet
ajna abbots
battle it out for less tragic
knock the apple
right off of your atom
more savage than fathomed
my pattern is minotaur’s cavern
the shores of saturn
hold my gems iridescence
scores of knees bend
to fill up there nalgenes
prescience practiced
ad-nauseum
they all raised their cards
when he stepped in the coliseum
carpe-diem
some socratic gift
when in rome i set flames to the throne
when i wrote this shit
nero keep his wig cool
spin fools with loom lines
reading mystic rune signs
cool science
clearly
a crystal is just you
in stone form
fill up my kashkul
with truth
and go terraform
metamorphus norm
stegosaurus severed horn
resurrected essence
when i left to get a sword
engage with the morning rays
storms rage
by whats born on my page
whats more
i brought grenades
my social presence shines
like noble menace
exegesis from a tree well
they still don’t get it ?
only my robe knows
why i wear soul clothes
emitting gold tones
’til there like no don’t
selling old folk tales with spikes
dimpling periphery
thinking differently
within the beat’s divinity
syncopated imagery
my lyrics try to figure me
poetry camo’d deep
the candle leaps
stranded streets
while we draw up to the window
under limbo
quick/slow
like phantohms
in depeche-mode
