Murder

sharpen all your senses this world is his sucking all the life from this happy place using your umbrella to soar across holes solving all the problems opening the doors this machine is eating these things we love this life will be devoured our world will be no more this 2d world in need of help your fragile frame is all you have to use its all you need to do bitches and hoes are put to side to stop this decay green world going grey these soothing neture sounds set to fragile tunes making the world ring i will not lose to win the calls i find within these letters i recieve bound in golden script rap: impending end that disguises itself in the gentle surroundings i am part of but i will not fall I WILL NOT FALL the way i bounce from these walls and this gentle breeze was a solemn promise of the standing still of time i will not fall I CANNOT FALL this machine must be switched off in times of darkness a small hero shall rise clicking as it runs androgynous and brave