Yezda Urfa Boris And His Three Verses
In my eyes, I have seen this before
Golden mountains with dirt on the floor
And the light waves contract and distort
As a lone sun ship sets into port
Animation has jumped from the block
Voice control keeps sidereal clock
It's madness pointing at you
As we search for the strange bleeding eyes
Heavy makeup that tells only lies
Satan's humor has caused us to laugh
Egg-headed men figure out the new math
Does your fortune lie flat in the sand?
Is it taken by man's business plan?
Write furious, the water recedes
The migration has left only few
As the dragon has come into view;
And cascading from heavens above
Came the wise men who preached only love
And the scriptures must always make sense
Over simple, the mind is too dense
March onward, the soldier arrives...
March onward, biding his time...
March onward, losing his mind...
