A little sum. Just for the fun

Pink Frued’n on that wall

that was built to try and stop me.

Humpty Dumpty’s gonna fall,

no wizard there to catch him.

Overloaded with the magazines,

introspectional I.v.’s.

Programmed from the t.v. ,

your gona be what your told to be.

Waiting for a drop of fame,

a little more of that same ol same

Life is just this empty game,

played by the shell you call a name

Sorcerers have taken claim,

tomorrow buys whats sold today

Freedom in captivity,

keep em’ dumb and keep em’ breeding

Religion for the misery,

please no questions just believe in

Using thought and Alchemy,

the world stops turning after evening

The sights been set but few will see,

there eating from the apple tree

Heaven turned to hell it seems,

blinded by the the mystery