I rose violence in a zone where skyscrapers amused pilot pulled through the sky with pure silence a invasion of sirens mutinous ireland planet mallets where I live there’s a riot so I the rose i rose where moments pose where visions have never glow where mist has spoke I’m aray wastern alone in passage vending a message I’m always alone I’ll soon perish or vanish still the same sandwich too many loose pallets I’ve moved like glades to a different planet with my four cadets I’ll soon manage dancing ballets imagine if I got a merit body carried to a storage where my story reach colics to those that read comics you’ll find me hard like sonic sit belt and hop in car keys are stolen mysterious like Romans or 4men on a bottle not the 4streets zone I’ve over grown the thought that I’m an island on its own