Carbon Form

Yess

I'm never relaxed

OK

Cosmic breath, I'm air element, find strength in the mental

The thought behind the rhyme's consequential

The flow's decked in space boots, leaping over lunar tombs

Write lyrics in runes and play the Muse

Inspire Fate to paint predestination's landscapes

For the awakened, imaginations are stargates

Whistle, I'm listening – Pilgrim of the House of the Wind,

I'm the emissary

Hearing voices in the breeze observing airy commentary

Asleep in howling deserts with thorn trees in bloom

Until the spell breaks, I'm wolf to the full moon

And wild as the monsoon, glassy eyes like crushed minerals

The pattern's troublesome – planet's crying rivers of literals

Wooden tears flaking into fragments and splintering

Buried in the earth where dark secrets lie whispering

That the end has not yet come to the place where dreams rest at

I look at self, facing the mirror, nothing's reflected

Black stone carbon, I'm stardust

Bizarre, trust – quiet, part-mime invade the mind like archons

My jargon's a headache to decipher, never idle

The heavy burden's only light work to bright disciples

And I'm sky bound, messenger like Malachi

Cardinal offspring of Capricorn and Gemini

Born from a sandstorm, whirlwinds in my burning eyes

Slayed a beast with seven tongues, electrifying

So I vibrate in coded synergy, linguistics my Achilles heel

Wade in stellar waters deep, a mystic whistling in the reeds

That cosmic breath, that air element that finds strength in the mental

Make all doubts of the mind inconsequential

Black stone carbon, I'm stardust

Bizarre, trust – quiet, part-mime invade the mind like archons