the beast marches on

just what are we building, hear with ears, seas crying eyes searching skies to try n find answers, clues to help choose your part, its a newvolution, a cleaner solution to start clan man's plans stand waiting for a change. baking souls are bought sold n traded for scandal free sandals spf rated for meltdown but felt back up by the mans clammy hands, n each last cent that he can rent gets back to the fed fred, n bedrocks still holdin the gold from lead conversions n said scams vans n righteous hands spreading smoke from here to and through the badlands n lightning's strikes r leaving the mindz at roadrunnerlogik not far behind the dime so go on n chime cuz times wordy this year but to damn sturdy to fall................