Sanction of Prometheus ¬ Deep in Your Psyche

Made for your memory to ‘Prompt you’,to promulgate your abiding faith in this systemsGeneralissimoEgo Come to Attention, Achtung!load that fat boy with his undeciphered lunch Chemicalsin his plastic case to take us back to Dinosaursand the vagaries of a Savage place.Those Martyrs have mores of God’s chosen few,stepping out of the morass,If only you knew crawling out the slime,out of the concrete junglewith the last dime between your teeth.Without looking underneath,without feeling inside,You’d destroy the planet!Lets have a moratorium, try and put it straight,Incarcerate in Crematorium,means it’s too late.Try Touching together the vibrations ~