The dying echoes of a dead god
cut through this reality like a hot butter knife
Apparently it starts with a BANG!
They search for staff and rod
Agamemnon ‘s inheritance and his true wife
Eris crafted her tang
I AM, sang the bush, while the Nile flooded
It seems like they didn’t fish out all His parts
Another failed Game of Operation
They do not like to hear Him sing
They would rather put dead words to paper
These are much easier to manipulate
So let’s drug the echo and record his words
And when he declares the sign of Jonah
Let’s wait until we see a flying whale
Until then – eat, drink and make merry
And kick the jester down if you feel unhappy
For it is always a good idea to shoot the messenger (when you’re in your Cups)
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Just like butter
left out in the Sun 🧈☀️
this fleeting reality
will melt away
before Kingdom Come
but first
the hot butter knife 🔪
of Armageddon
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Armagedoff too, as soon as he finds the one
I thought that it was a match made in heaven
Ignited by the burning sun
A cooking oven, steak, and leave in
…
But she wanted it medium rare, and liked it bloody 😭
Just like a titaness….
You can never really tell before the seventh date
And Zeus will be left with the heart at the end, no doubt
Apollo with the leftovers cauldron
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