Sky Lit

I found a key and a door way
fountain of leek pouring as a source on my stone hedge
electricity for a city of gold as a voltage
doors sway open in your face its all white like Christ more grays
a chariots carry on immortal horcruxes where ya ley
ancestors and walls stay
man women. fall.... RAIN..
Drops... grain... carried away straps an ties
marry my time..
Egypt is ,, Jesus
give me telekinesis.
listen to my melon and read it.
if my lips don't peep it ,, peal it
do a burn out.. you need a chariots.
 am satan burn now..
first we need a word spell.. song and some church bells.
dialog to worship in the back round.
my god he's hotter then the bats now.
in the streets crack counts.
when you eat its fat cells.
you need heat all blast valves.
with a holy orchestra and pasture
a chariots and oysters,
clocked in the sky
with a potion of time
surrounding by locust  and slime
hover with my
spiritually synk