Inside this paranormal dream
Outsiders try and scheme
But my Angels are all covered, so there tactics shouldn’t be bothered.
Duplicate and manipulate my words, but don’t get caught or you’ll end up shot because I have soldiers by the herds.
Creation is my key, to releasing this energy from my enemy, once attained I plan to set it free.
Every direction I can go, but critics are always watching as I go, but they are unfamiliar with my flow, cause even that I don’t know.
Conquering the battle with myself
Sometimes I wonder if I need help
Accusations always seem to linger
People always pointing the finger
So I’ am curious to find out
What exactly that’s about
Is the data that I track?
Expanding into holes and cracks
Only a lunatic would think something so absurd
Resorting to conclusions that can’t be heard
It’s a pity that I don’t even have my word