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Its a day off, restful in thought, easing my pain where do I start.
I once was so lost, and now am far off, I sail with no charts. The oceans so dark.
I move slithering like beasts deep in the sea. Primordial creature. The kraken I free.
Consuming my flesh is times gnaw at my neck.
Kronos goes for the jugular. Sinks his teeth into my veins. Titans spilling mortals blood, staining their captor's chains.
Hades awaits my hearts weight to gauge, my worth beyond osiris's gate.
Set the scales and throw on your sword. I will stand to be judged by dreaded gods of the underworld.
Crash into your RV house and casually exit the smoking wreck,
Sit down next to your flaming corpse and take the TV remote off your crispy chest...
In the summertime the designer thugs shine in their whips like thrones in which they recline,
Cologne soaked lunatics decked in gold trying to look fly,
with problem solvers on their waists they hold to show for bad times.