In our Garden of Eden (2017)
Toxic creatures we meet bury in deep; seeds nestled in the soul
hidden in the garden of our transcendence, poisoning the soil
as they grow with bitterness, it is a vile stream of tainted words
flooding the paradise of our mentality. Corrupting our cords
though we bound ourselves in the net of goodwill and trust
These toxic seeds pollinate with a repugnant fertile dust
that spreads across the plains of emotional safety on wings
clinging to the golden fighting spirit, and the buzz sings
oh toxic seed of toxic nature, purge from our life in eden!
The sin of your soul begs for the once pure to be weakened
until the greed for corruption is satisfied when our soul dies.
Even after forgiveness when all is barren in my land I ask why?
Why did you find me acceptable and susceptible to this demise?
While waiting for answers from a waste land, a new voice will rise
A voice from a dry cracked soul seeking relief with any hydration
from anything that comes around to inspire the next infatuation