Pestilence Posted August 7, 2003 Report Posted August 7, 2003 (edited) More of a rap than a poem but o well I distribute gems beholding the advancement in rhyming technologies/ The molded prodigy of verse enhancement, multiplying commodities/ In astrology I amass the stars, I'm the blackness that scars peripheral visions/ Multiple fissioned entities reform to reveal this masterpiece edition/ Sent to transform simple intelligence to ignite decreasing indecision/ A lyrical inscription channels the resurrection of the phoenix-like archangel/ The mind's angel, creating thoughts untangled, and dethroating the strangled/ Leaving the ignorant mangled for bereaving the id of true enlightenment/ The rotting blight-in-men is eroding-mind-frames, a thought embezzlement/ Your corroding-rind-maims your body ceasing all your physical deliveries/ Your arteries clogged by my dialect and the stress of my lyrical cavalries/ Your chivalry retreats, my knights are just too dark and chaotic to defeat/ Your essence depletes, I secrete the Karma but your true Nirvana is obsolete/ And its Death you meet, in the form of Pestilence, the martyred mastermind/ I chartered mankind; Mahatma took my soul made my judgment divine/ With virtuous paradigms, the top rung on the hierarchy of lyrics almighty/ The 13th disciple of the apostle, my odyssey holds beauty like Aphrodite/ You're a subcommittee shadowed by the darkness from this CEO megalomaniac/ Turning the esteemed to hypochondriacs with methods diverse like the Zodiac/ Unto thou I release my acts, deciphering how you're gonna to fade to black/ With my kitana blade to back, leavin spines worse than scoliosis bends/ Remember what diagnosis vends, physiotherapy when psychosis ends/ I befriend evil trends, commend the honourable amended into callous plots/ Laced with blended malice thoughts, more deadly than November Dallas shots/ (JFK) Humbly throned like a palace god, my pharaoh mind royally remains supreme/ Causing society Pestilence scenes, in dreams worse than Sandman schemes/ Delivering infallible gleams, streams of thought flood the mind eternal/ From internal to external, I compose degrees of greatness like Dante's Inferno/ This denizen is nocturnal, clad in robes of darkness when I spit the harshness/ Like a lyrical catharsis, a purification process through brands by an arsonist/ Lend a hand and get scars-on-fists, from the finesse of this written glory/ My life is my story, we will meet again among the dead in purgatory took me awhile to do this Edited August 7, 2003 by Pestilence
Wyvern Posted August 9, 2003 Report Posted August 9, 2003 These are some tight battle rap verses, Pestilence. I like the medieval and scientific feel that permeates throughout many of the punchlines... It kind of reminds me of Ikon the Verbal Holigram (of Jedi Mind Tricks') style, only more intelligent and better written. My one complaint would be that there was one set of lines that didn't flow as well and didn't make much sense to me: starting with "Leaving the ignorant mangled..." and ending with "... too dark and chaotic to defeat." In this section, there aren't many rhymes and the syllable count seems a bit off. Having said this, I really enjoyed the rest of the piece, particularly near the end where you started going beserk with some killer punchlines! The November Dallas, Sandman, and Dante's Inferno references were particularly brilliant. The effort you put into the piece shows... Dope stuff.
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