Raphium Series~ tattoos

 
dirty, dirty communications, are you that somebody?
 
interstellar war says yes
my men are at attention
ready for inspection Captain
in need of assistance please back me up
 
foolish mortals track my movements
don't they know this is just one portal I enter
they will never find my source
 
this is some down home voodoo  
soul food for my people
cross the void
run, quick, see
keep your heads down
the man is watching closely
 
coded verse wrapped in riddle
cloaked with a metaphor
to us it's no joke
 
illuminate me now, how is it back home?
are they ready?
sinister stirrings say he knows our hidden thoughts
 
flesh bound misfits
tatted back with no idea that the tattoos are symbols
not even Lucifer can decipher them, but I can
 
quick out the back door
shapeshifting night prowlers
think I sleep, I don't
I travel time and distance
evening the playing field
 
quick, look over your shoulder  
I'm staring back at you