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letra de drinking silver - omen rama

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from a young star system.. war ridden;
forced to pitchfork for ore
not born a slave, before he was a matador
had a badder wh0r- and am-ssed a fatter h–rd
of past awards, cash, and amore
adored by more, than a thousand moorish roars
that soared from the nosebleeds to the coliseum floor

betrayed, now… in a cage, he escapes
set a blazing co-rs- to pour forth
due north; then west towards the
wh0r-‘s port….
first you must traverse the lord’s thwart
known as: the h-ll’s porch
it’s a cold moaning ocean
of old growth coastal forest
warts and bullet h-rnets

of course there’s the orchid sorceress
and her son, the horrible torturer
morty mortissen the morbid
holds a sword and a hacksaw
slackjawed
smells like a boars -ss in a mashed sauce
of sad dogs

shadowed from the lackies and leviathans
who blind to hindtail
from fine ale and catclaws
take refuge near the canopy
fashion a crude spear
set traps and alarms for outlaws
dirty paws, and jaguars

fast asleep…
he dreamt of a liquid silver man
with wings for ears;
he revealed a near green tablet
and scenic dream of…
red sands and;
volcanic granite
he said
“bull roared, glory for your wings and h-rns.”
from where the race of gods became
and mortals bore

so follow these lay lines
that lead to these campsites
and from there the cave hives;
past the lost eyes saddle
in ten days
on the margin of the dead plains
gather a bundle of sour
moon flower trumpets and
two th-rn apples

i can bring you here to juno
where your soul come from
it told him
“we are old friends.”

- omen rama

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