Dear Lord, I confess!...
that I've committed sins by accident. that haven't even been invented yet.
You see, I'm different. in the sense that. A being from an alien race in the future.
Came back. to mate with a cave man.
and had a few drinks,
gave birth to me. a little bundle of joy.
to cherish forever.
Do you remember that feeling?
Me? Neither.
But these fairy tales seem familiar.
for a reason, because I made them.
They're my projections.
The world changes around me.
As I walk .
for my own personal... protection,
my languages advance as I talk.
to the point.
where you can't understand me.
I act like it's all your fault,
and I'm disgusted by this...
Blasphemy!
Toothpick jut.
door step evidence.
My black rose to victims.
Assassin, semi eloquent .the Black swan.
A warning shot .
People usually go into exile,
ignore the cops warnings .
and go into textiles.
Put a hit out at the farmers market,
pay for it with honey jars,
then beat the shit out of the competition.
Finish the job myself.
They weren't running far.
from hollow tips,
spinning out of the barrel of a 03:57. magnum revolver!
They swallow it.
my toothpick, drowning in ...
one of the little ponds of blood,
that speckled the linoleum,
cause I'm polite enough...
to not get it on the rug.
Dear Lord,... I confess!...
that I've committed sins by accident, that haven't .even .been ...invented ..yet.
You see, I'm different. in the sense that. A being from an alien race .in the future.
Came back to mate .with a cave man,
had a few drinks, gave birth,
To this little bundlec of joy ..to cherish forever...
Do you remember that feeling ?...
Me Neither!
But these fairy tales seem familiar .
for a reason. because I made them .
they're My ...projections,
The world changes around me as I walk! from my own personal protection.
I... am....
....dominion....
Dear Lord, dear Lord, I confess !
I'm not guilty.
