Souki Kismet - i. Yellow Brick Genesis
Illest and best like Chopin, Kismet rest for no manAuthority and forgery, an intrinsic romance
That mimic old clans when they diminish floor plans
Don't spare bricks at parasitics heretics that hold hands in harmony
Their heritage is arrogant with anarchy, resentment and guilt
But not for crowds of peasants spilt', killed by pharmacies
Lieutenants shrouding new remnants and evidence of larceny
And by the blade, try to put an end to arguing
Plus flying grenades, the crime brigade forcing Morpheus
Kismet given minds to save, blind and brave, foolish
And I remain clueless to what the sirens sang, Brutus and iocane pursue us
Between the bastion and regime is the Yellow Brick, paved by blood, casualties
Puddles of cowardly degenerates
For calamity of confederates, it's the genesis
Written by:
Kaeden Souki
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