THE DISRUPTION SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE (Ft. MSPAINT)

Look past the sand tint trucks there
Way out beyond the disruption
There is a glow forming limitless blue
And then a shot rings: it bellows

I hear it all; the absolution
Rung from heaps of men who had
In a way
Karmic debt to pay

We all spat in the tunnels
Where our teeth were made

Break the spell, disenchant all the evil in your head
Rectify existential dread, you do not fear the dead
So there’s hope and you flourish in this energy you feel
Dilated by the pureness of your soul
Now you heal

There is a place light moves through
The dimensions are impossible to be true to
And then a shot rings out: it bellows