Bethany's word

Keep my vision locked close
While I paralyze myself
Is all this smoke ever necessary?
I ask myself

I release my innocents
The king of the moon could let me in
Different
Lee lie lies lie
Down below the
Bethany
Mother of all purity
And let her copulate with her own son

Truth speaks to me
With a devils mask on
Taunting my intellect
My perception
My reality

What’s behind the violence?
Velvet arousal
It moistens begging annihilation
Releasing energy in another dimension

Fornication
Fertility of matter
Words of a mad hatter
Proportions gaining stability
Locked in heavenly matrimony

Holy we are born
Suffer to fill
That which is already in
The angels above

We connect with bonds greater then sums
of words and in abstract we fashion the model
we then try to overcome