He’ll Hail Hail~Hell-l~ Hale Hail Heal Hā’o
- xshemaurosbyx
- Nov 17, 2023
- 4 min read
Would hell freeze over or would it bubble to the top? Is carbonation the process of making everything hot n Black or is it just heated in the pops rocks? Clocks tick and those bugs say blood and for a millennia we ate inna mud but come here, come close I’ll show the the secrets of what lays beneath the coast. Where a Ghost lives in the so called trenches of treachery if you were to hurtle yourself into the abyss would your fall be never ending or would the bed of feathers be ever telling?
It’s dark down here, and I sit on a throne fit for an ancient day, I hear whispers from above, some tremble in fear. Switch it to fourth gear g my generational genius had the gargantuan baby to guarantee a life greater than living to fold yourself and mold yourself into nothing solid to then solidify me in thoughts that moved under the depths of the sea. Creatures lurk down here, ever so hungry to feed the ears and screech to leer at the ones dwelling up above I stay at home or I’m bringing home to you make yourself dark and sit on my couch of blue deep inna d trench where warfare is benched not even the abominations on the land could fathom the depths of Gods plan you see from the beginning we straddles in darkenss waiting patiently for an eternity almost, to waddle out of the abyss. God has made a list of those to be thrown in purgatory it’s French fries and burgers down here the glory gets gory and the rain stars pouring and we wonder will the rain ever end this love I preach is damn sure hell bent, how would presephone feel after she’s seen the wickedness of the land creatures, Geb did not know he’s a perpendicular man that stood up straight and was a fine tuned killing machine, regulating the birds that eat the worms and the honey and the bees.
Cliche to say that a hell worth living for is something a sutor would adore, if you could handle the darkenss light would you? Or would you shy away in fright you see the darkest night is perfect in all its glory something went wrong on the earth side of this story. We needed food to eat and one day the titan will rise to consume the worms, maggots and flies. Leave it to the dog who would cower at the site of opression, snitch out as a pet yeah we saw the regression.
Coalition of the willing this is hella finest creatures getting ready to take over Pō’lalo they call me I am deep in a crevice, past the valley under the sea. The creatures of the deep are perfect, there’s is a way out which is up, follow the birds to Heaven this hunger for darkness I throw it up. You can run through the jungle if you want to but lighting is faster than your little pitter patter that gets shattered to the core a soulful foot race with me will have your crunched feet salivation for boars.. the creatures of the deep are perfect, ever so cunning and true, red eyes sees red and the koko blue. The cats are the highest of them all inward, before the time we are chitlins and chicken gizzards, lizard wizards and a sound frog, eels, turtles and sharks will have u hungry after dark.
I will pour my spirit unto all flesh, so you may know the righteousness of depth.
There is purpose, in Gods ever so bountiful choir, where every creature be present, even the monkeys that play with wires. So don’t fret at the sight of hell if you have nothing to hide, deep in which direction, there’s up and down watch the birds fly. From the darkness we come from to the darkenss we shall return, a sentiment said a million times over, it’s time y’all sat and learned.
Techin prowl and a two scarred crocodile preaching prowl on the game plan fowles bowls make em right and the stars stare into my eyes at night scope site in my dishwasher bites she’s a lavishly loving woman she licks me delight full of the love and rock and the tunes said in an internet web Geb done realeased the beast and gave some thoughts for bed weddings for a spider and webbing inside her I peach up avacados and watch a whale breath the cabin they’re comming close in doors my sharks will handle em they scourge the ocean floor and the puhi that took them hostage, when? I’ll send her a postage I’ll salivate at that stamp and press forward and inwards to the shining lights inna innards winner on top the best at the bottom, fly high my birdies bring me a bottle I’ll show you mine if you come down and waddle in the mud with me rub my skin free of ticks and fleas I and I tell them, what? Become of the creature at the bottom of the sea.
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