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Myth #17: Anubis

10/9/2018

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I am no friar, so I'll be brief,
I've been a stutter, been unclean,
all these sins make me rotter, I feel it burning over me,
well, Number One, I hate to admit to something,
cuz all it brings is pain.

Truth and Lies now fall in the rain,
so let my river run.

I'm coming over with full deck stacked, to catch luck,
black jacket and black hat, matched dark,
on his breath's coke, he's a sex addict,
and she deserves revenge to get back,
it's a boxing match, she's ahead like always,
she's kept track of all their fights,
and guess who just happens to be winning to be apex?
Actually, just slap on that right cheek and get Hacked,
cuz she loves danger, psychopath,
but you don't fuck with no King's girl, even I know that,
now she's devised this plan to stab us in the back,
bat in hand, their relationship burning by a strand.
She's been on the mend lately,
says maybe she'll make us pay, to spite her man,
and now she's using to try and play him, oh well,
Hi Cass, shoulda said sorry Cass after the first fight,
but now I can't.

I am no friar, so I'll be brief,
I've been a stutter, been unclean,
all these sins make me rotter, I feel it burning over me,
well, Number One, I hate to admit to something,
cuz all it brings is pain.
Truth and Lies now fall in the rain,
so let my river run.

A one-night fight turned into an all-out-war,
it was "come boys, give a damn!" now we burn high,
and Truth found out, now no longer alone and abused,
cuz he left, and what? He did it first to her, boo!
Now how am I supposed to tell her we're through?
It's hard to find the records, I'm stuck, stutter, and it's due.
Don't want her to hurt, but what she deserves is Truth,
don't take it personal, just can't do it in person, boo.
So I revert to the stutter, like an old record stuck,
don't have to be ready to boot,
just feel like a person who you once knew,
sin's cardinal, I looked on you like you had my clue,
and now that I have you don't want you,
took advantage in this thirst that grew,
why do I do this rot that I do?
Get on my volcano and screech, my apology and speech,
it's urgent to teach, but it's burning the wound,
cuz now we're in cahoots,
can't rule upon the world, shoulda knew,
to stay away from the forbidden fruit.

FUCK.

I am no friar, so I'll be brief,
I've been a stutter, been unclean,
all these sins make me rotter, I feel it burning over me,
well, Number One, I hate to admit to something,
cuz all it brings is pain.
Truth and Lies now fall in the rain,
so let my river run.

My name's, (Rot), my name's (Rot),
Roman, (Rot), Roman Rot,
Call me (Rot), call me (Rot)
Roman (Rot), in the river I rot.

Always the one strayed, never the "Oh hey!"
Fuck can I say? Life ain't a highway,
and deceit was my crave, where I'm swerving in 14 lanes,
speed's at a high ache, like I'm biting on ice, maybe,
that's why I might have carved you sideways,
I can't keep my eyes straight,
but I made you bury my Hades.

This love triangle left us in a wreck, mangled,
what else there to say? Never a fun smile,
didn't really wanna bury it, but fuck it,
what's one more trigger, try to tell Doc-- Exiled!

I got no cease-fire, so I'll be brief,
I've been a stutter, been unclean,
all these sins make me rotter, I feel it burning over me,
well, Number One, I hate to admit to something,
cuz all it brings is pain.
Truth and Lies now fall in the rain,
so let my river run.
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So let my rotten river run.


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Myth #16: Celestial Lion

10/9/2018

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Oh cynicism,
this is no time for a baptism,
but if I was to be engulfed in flames,
that fire that burns,
it would not be tame.

That's the last I remember,
the scene of dust,
that was September.

But a month has passed,
and I missed time,
somewhere along the lines,
I should have asked.

But instead a copycat killer stole me,
took me for a drive,
and wrote out my Myths & Legends--
bastardized.

Dare that person come forward,
or is he lost,
come on then,
let's honor the Host.

I am Roman, Roman I am,
I am a Lion, not a Lamb.

But the true ferocity comes from the core,
the mane is golden,
listen to the lore.

The Celestial Lion,
pure at heart,
nothing but good intentions,
that's just the start.

Always a Protector,
that's been the role,
but to the Host,
staying whole--
that was the goal.

Proud and strong,
he tries to never cause wrong,
only to watch over the others,
after all we're all brothers.

But something has happened,
that is true,
his stare so lonely,
almost blue.

Not allowed to visit him,
that's the rule.

But we all know that without him,
we're nothing,
so he'll come back to his old self,
I know.

He's coming.


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