Back to the boredom

I am nomad, no man of the ancients,
risen from godless ashes dealing all the devilish vocal lashes,
my loss of patience will leave your body dismembered in the basement,
ravish upon my graces,
but you'll never be the one to take the smile off my face,
cause your disgrace,
an impotent monkey could settle in your place,
your running outta breathe,
trying to keep up with my case,
like the smack in my veins
my hearts beating to different pace
taking in one of my lines
is like taking the same shit laced!,
intelligent rhythms don't sizzle and pop
they burn on and on and never fucking stop