Red (feat. Mag Extinct)

Priceless irony kneeled to rest, and, with respect.

Her eyes bulge.

A pair of deep, deep, blue...snake-eyed die.

Today the view was new.

Euphorically, the mundane, became exotic.

Sunrise. A new beginning.

Yet, Irony, had no idea..

Blind eyes, fixated. What a sight. The View.

Magnificent brink of extinction

Oxymoron silently screamed as she kneeled, on bees' knees, by a barren flower. Pollen had hopped on the back of procreation, honey. The days ruled by Queens, free love, yellow, horny, bees knees slipped her pocket,

Yep. Oxymoron staring, too. At. The.

Magnificent brink of extinction.

Shadows of Judgement began to lurk about. Silently, it rested its gavel of accusation on a thing, which, could not be sentenced. And. Could not be ignored.

Magnificent brink of extinction.

Interesting, whom came next. Irony noticed fist.

Love and hate, holding hands, laughing wildly as they, too, succumb to the view.

Love and hate held no distinction. They, too.Blinded by.

Magnificent view of extinction.

War and peace, always came together, but their titles held no comprehension. They, too. Marveled the view.

Magnificent brink of extinction.

Disbelief, eternity and that damn one night stand, huddled together. Seems everyone got along when the view was undeniable. Everyone could see. The.

Magnificent view of extinction.

Philosophy couldn't resist Bullshit's companionship. However, always sneaked shit in the back door. Unlike Insta Face Snap, and the rest of their screen-only crew. Who came through the front doors, windows and seeped into your weaknesses as you lost control. Nothing you could do. All that shit, saw it, too.

Magnificent brink of extinction.