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If I Had Not Spoken Of Darkness How Would You Understand The Light, This Point Of Existence That My Demons Are Playthings Within My Mind.

If I Had Not Spoken Of Darkness How Would You Understand The Light,

This Point Of Existence That My Demons Are Playthings Within My Mind.

 

I Begged God To Speak To Me Or Even Give Me A Sign Of My Direction,

Only To Be Left In Silence On My Knees As My Shadows Became Infection.

 

Within The Quiet Riot Of My Mind A Sun Rose To Eliminate The Blank State,

I Was Meant To Battle Minds Greats No Matter How Society May Mistake.

 

The Journey Is Eternal Hells Inferno Is My Own Thoughts In The Storms Eye,

Atoms That Constitute My Being Vibrate Energy That Will Change Never Die.

 

As Everything Is Cycling Waves Ebbing And Flowing The Control Is The Matter,

It Is Essential To Learn To Surf Life To Influence Direction So That Molds Shatter.

 

Many Words I Write I Inscribe In Elevated Language To Explain This Knowledge,

However I Feel I Am Losing The Power Of The Teaching In Words Assemblage.

 

For That I Erase The Face Of The Cryptic The Misfit Replaced By Unknown Name,

I Am Shaun Dobbs A Bastard Drifter Who Dared To Question My Own Brain...

 

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