[Lyric] Tower of Babel ie at the End (The Outer RIM)

Gliding splinters wait on edge to pierce this central hull
A ruler ticking against imaginary metrics
The teeth of a comb getting anxious
To ravage the central flesh
A pair of burning eyes can’t see what’s transpiring behind
Million unspoken words take their place at the podium
Vomit out chain of thoughts

A bee, CIRCM free
International me
Project comprised of see
Veral Metal Archives
Members from three continents
Complete discography
Coveting lives, demos, me
Remnants of crumbling empire reviews
Added by Metantoine
The challenge
Is currently running from today

I walk on paths on rapid rivers white
Cradled by hills enrapturing my sight
All of my treasures, you have never seen
Your eyes fixated on white in rolling green
The Thousand Curses of Izanami
Call the encroaching shroud of death
The vermillion hellscape, the narcotic skyline
Pierced by the Myriad Truths

De only pleasure known as bof we own
De dawn 2 dusk we shown sunlight shone
De sea 2 shinin sea across we land
Mi land, ya land, in few ways dem same
In reverence of high noon mi eyes catch flight
Reflected on de orb stealin mi sight
Mi vision a ticket fi passage west
Where noon no show fi nudda hour at best

Mi always missin ya by de mountaintime
Ya revel in oak wen all mi know is dem wine
Just one hour back and mi a here 2 stay
Mi no gonna turn mi blind eyes away
Mi walk on path on rapid rivers white
Cradled by dem hills enrapturin mi sight
All of dem treasures ye never seen
Ya eyes fixated on rollin green

It’s me, Frankie Benson

A door-to-door salesman who sells Tupperware
Frankie Benson?
Is it with a “Y” or is it with an “IE” at the end?
I would have killed you, I would have killed you
Just for that, Mr
Benson
But we already said too much