Hey there Sam I know it’s been awhile

Oh how quickly the sand leaves the vial

I hear your screams I hear your yell

Your savor of destruction

Keeps your feelings felt stale

I know you wish to swerve the elect

But the files been uploaded

Found the slot where the cord connects

Remember Joans ark of animalistic behavior?

When she heard the messages nobody else could wager?

Well I’ve picked up on the tune

Dissected your level of comprehension

I know you shot for the moon

But the stars fell cause your diseased encryptions

You keep them in a trance

Puppeteering freedoms glance

Gave you the freedom to rebel

But choices are sacrifices

You have made your own hell

From the heavens to the earth

I’ve seen where you roam

Kept in a maze of corruption

Bringing poison back to your home

In due time the lighting will strike you clean

But only hellfire will purify evil deeds