Float

[IoBoI]

Float wax and wane, pleasure and pain
Life’s strife, white as light dark as night
Push through, something familiar but new
Crafted chains, drafted pain, constant change
Turmoil thoughts coil, blood boils, brain boils
I kneeled, before the scales I found my tale, saw how all eat their tails I was weak but prevailed
That cycle still goes, you reap what you sow, we are free, but some would rather disagree, trap you in a divine pedigree, teach you, preach to you, leach from you, then leap from you.
Not all those thoughts are your own, they branch from the whim of those souls bought and on a loan, their poison leaks into your very bones, into your own dome.
Parasites infest like a pair of eyes invest into your own demise I’ll guess they know no other life what’s next just another strife well then what’s best? Another life, and you’re a guest.


Thoughts forms, beings that are seeing, malice filled life forms
Fill your chalice, It goes both ways that magick, it will learn you it will burn you, shrill cries others eyes turn you, yet freedom is so sweet it sweeps you off your feet, and beats you with its cleats

Some thoughts are not your fault, all you can do is control them and shape your world, demons get bored they’ll attempt to take more eggregores of babylons whore rowing your thoughts with the oar-aboros

They’ll do anything to keep the machine running, anything to leach you from your seams they’re cunning, run you into a corner, or a coroner.