"Astrological Graveyard" DJ Stealth ... stealth... stealth... stealth My mind is a wasteland of impurity. Full of mystery and curiosity. Bestowed on my creative wonder. A brush stroke from the colored blunders. Gravitated towards the energy of the heavens. Devastated as my memories are relinquished. A criminal full of misconduct, a delinquent. Breaking the rules as though it was my heart. I have given the last of my cares of which I part. Hesitation is the manifestation of death. From a newborn to my very last breath. Neverending transitions gearing down the transmission. Apocalyptic mirages horizontal in formations. A minister, a pallbearer and a grave digger. Putting my enemies ten toes up and six feet under.
