Times of..Anything

Cranial disruptions, guillotine sword head consumption

Winding roads with carnivals gliding behind us

Dreams of hexidermial photography is binding trust

Taxidermy the pitchforks and halos, whining thrusts

Apocalyptic calligraphy in writing, making Arthur smiting

A pretentious King AUTHOR biting, bottled lightning

The mind is a dictionary in the dirt covered with silver lining

The quivering of the meat on the wheel is undermining

The words are confining to a style, I will have to re-assess my timing

Run off, fake a death into the Congo or the Caliban Island

Gives me time to figure out ways to talk the science

Before you know it the creed and the church already formed an alliance

Rewinding, my cranium is filled with a hyperactive mess

A sniper active kills a man doing a press

When we will undress the living mess in our data sets

We need a date to set