Kiria with your pink
You’ve bellowed out the masses
You’ve stunned the level works
And believed in yourself
Fired off the bullocks
Left the confused unconfused
Been portrayed as a monster
Been stuffed into boxes
Been forgotten at the end
And revived with a passion
Perhaps we’ll forgive you
For the destruction tonight
Perhaps we’ll remember
The confused band left behind
Perhaps this Peroni
With leaves like a Greek
Shall lead you your way
Into the forgotten labyrinth
Tag: masses
The Experiment (day 88)
A surreal, evolutionary complex grew among the convoluted masses. Growing in size (and of course stupidity) as they were herded into their lifeless phases of preconditioned and prescribed sociological experiments. Little did they know if they had just learned to tie their own shoes unconventionally everything would have turned out alright!