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Verse a Tile

by BarbarianLunatic

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1 - Dragon Slayer Ding Ding Dong I'm feeling Numb I'm chasing dragons they're all gone. I'm out here fighting lost in hell my sword my mind the serpent slain I fought for women fought for men they all betrayed me I was dead Ref.: Got stabbed and stabbed and stabbed again You're wielding hate I'm back again Siegfried looked for challenges a leaf-sized spot an opening a lance met flesh and pushed on through he's dead and that is all he knew The sofa turns to torture the serpent looks like you I cannot fight with cowards My path says: "Just be true!" "What does it mean?", my mind just asked. It means that you received a task It means that you've been raised by lies it means that who you knew just hides. A serpent, a betrayer. The riddle is your life. A dragon asks you questions and you pick up your knife. Ref.: Got stabbed and stabbed and stabbed again You're wielding hate I'm back again Siegfried looked for challenges a leaf-sized spot an opening a lance met flesh and pushed on through he's dead and that is all he knew So here I am explaining that I try to be true. I'm passing on these questions I riddle them to you. My mind is dragon-slayer. I try to dissect lies. If I had all the answers then I would never hide. The truth is I feel anger. That's just a part of life. If spirit heads for madness then nature claims his life. Some people bask in sickness. They praise themselves with cars. I go alone in darkness and stay away from bars. I ditch my shoes in snow-storms explain my self through art. Most people would go crazy. I'm true and that's my art. So pride your self with weakness and never know what's real I've walked alone for years now that's all I need to heal.
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2 - Casting Thieves Hello.... Christopher is starting to contain his self. I work from where I belong my booth is making me strong the world no longer awake What's true is that I am a fake. Wait, What??? No god, but contemplation. The middle is guiding my way. From noose to "I'm on probation" heaven is scared of my fate. Heaven a bunch of pretenders. I rather play chess in hell. If Condescension's played well your energy may just swell. You drink on the streets I'm for hire. I slay what you dream of in hell. I build a tank of desires and shoot it at he who just fell. Take a listen, I take a piss. I drink my coffee with lots of bliss. I aim a gun the barrel smokes no time to joke I dream, then choke. I blink we fly stop getting high you're low again the middle's nice mellow and grin the top provides yeah, right, let's spin... So high from telling stories; your lies are thieves to me. A salesman's using worries to reach inside his kin. You see? I feel we're all connected. Let's shatter Amazon's dream. Let's breathe and all get better instead of shooting up things. Vaccinations are a way to get your money: That I say. You try to doubt me have your way! I'm casting thieves you liar I'm honest when I can. I may have old desires. I'm working to be my best friend. For that I accept nature. For that I dance with truth. Disintegrate desires and what is left is you. Empty now, where will you go? Who will you nourish? Still not you? Asking questions is the way. Answers come and you say "Nay!" So cast your self a liar. Make him pay his fine. I'd rather be with nature instead of giving you lies.
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3 - Torture and Man Greetings man, let's sing, this song I got from channeling the truth I found by looking at stuff I found in mind. Confused and condescending. A human just awoke. Are humans condescending?, or is it just a joke? My eyes were never open, or is this all a dream? The truth I found: distortion. I looked at suffering. I looked at what I'm feeling for one there's too much truth I look and look, still looking alone inside my booth. Afraid to leave the house now my path is suffering. A conscious choice to some degree, so who is suffering? Alive and awoken, the joker has spoken, a movie is trying to wake you up. The conscious are nodding, the sheep just cannot stop. Stop. Take a breath, and look at the world that we don't understand. Is Maya the dream that we cannot escape? Is everything fake and the reason we break? Is Yoga solution or dumb as fuck? If fuck's just a word then what is a truck? Are women for man for the taking? Is gender solution or choice? Is guidance from Doctors confusion and why do they cut people up? Is dying the end or beginning? Is sickness my threshold to heal? I working with concepts demanding? and how do I know what I feel? Is asking such questions a sickness? a way to free the heart? Is seeing your parents still incest? or a way to play my part? Were witches burned cause they're conscious? men tortured because they're awake? Was torture dissolving old Karma? or just humans that made others sick? I look at now and here I am and see my heart is suffering, for what I see is what I know looks wrong to me and so I chose to speak out here and raise my head If I had stopped then I'd be dead. Humans got better at torture, but say it's all for the best. Is consciousness silently dying? are pandemics really a test? Are vaccs just deadly poison? the answer I know screams YES!!! but despite my heart that is knowing my feeling is put to the test. Is leaving the house a good choice now? My mind has been at war. I'm weighing my options less careful and suddenly I feel less bored. WOW. My life has been directed. The state wants to trap me within. Omens of war are for power and silence my way to be free. A rhyme may seem like it's rhyming. A heart may feel like pure gold. Nature is screaming: I'm Dying and I am afraid to let go. I see my self as human, but noone I know understands. The further I look the less I am here and sometimes I feel I may just disappear. Forgotten, I left, I'm a wraith now. I only exist from within. Is Netflix the way that we pray now? or does it not matter?, I see. I could have waited for someone else to tell you we're sick. Instead I try to express how what seeing translates from within. I have been granted safe passage, to tell you all the truth. Africa has cleaned me and so did not wearing my shoes. So torture is something we've chosen, my torture is turning within is looking at what we have chosen and seeing that everyone's grim. No laughter in busses or churches. No trying to see who we are. A.I. no solution, but madness as artists we show who we are. Machines are taking now over and men shrink into the couch. VR makes porn seem more real now your grandson was born and you're lost. The time we have with each other no longer a way to be free. It seems we're in hate with each other, but hatred still starts from within. One by one you all crumble. The last one just bought a new phone. Now WhatsApp is taking him over. That's all he'll ever now. So torture is still a decision. Sleeping was marketed well. Just mark THE PEOPLE as evil and children will learn to be sin. A tortured soul shall no longer know if what it knows is true or false. A tortured soul is too confused to stop to choose and have a goal. A tortured soul can still be healed this song must end, but hear me still: A tortured soul is here to choose if torture is what we must choose? A tortured soul was never used, but freely put its head in noose and gave itself so willingly to deathtraps of the industry. A tortured soul still has a child and that is why I healed my child. I brought my self to nature and learned to treat me nice. I stopped with all the stuffing and started throwing dice. I dare a look at looking and here I'm looking still. If torture is solution then read this and be still.
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4 - Lost Souls Wow, I just found heaven you're wandering around I see you in a tavern your eyes scream: Help me out. My light says: "I will help you" my shadow lets you drown. My love will flow in circles to see "What's this about?" I found I will do nothing... it's freedom, just do you! Your choices are your own, man you sit there cause you choose you look at me with drowning eyes your head is in a noose. You sit at home and watch TV and worship stuff like news. You could have ordered tea, man, you could have left the house you could have gone to nature but here you are and drown you think that people leave you although you sure felt glad when you could be so vicious and stop with this pretense Pretending we are liars while everything we say is just a way to not freak out we cling to "I'm betrayed" Betrayed turns to betrayer I cannot say what's real I may have intuition I'm lost, and still I'm here. I do call something heaven hell does that as well what you think bad: Perspective!!! Just go and find your well. Lost soul is just a word man you need to fill your cup stop worshipping those demons that trap you in your couch Netflix may look pleasing, I still think that you're weak I just hiked through the night man, and that with naked feet. My trust I call my mantle my suffering "resolve". That's all I had to say on topics of lost souls.
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5 - The way to go Most my space is empty I'm filling it with hate art is transformation I cannot see the plate My eyes are full of sadness I'm blind for what I see I've closed my eyes a while ago and now I drown in me. I should be like a river I've turned into the sea or maybe I'm a swamp that is too full to breathe My heart has no desires I cannot fill my cup I'm draining my self tired just smoke and give it up instead I could go stronger work with all that hate transform my self for nature and save what we have left I cannot go on shopping I'll stop with this pretense I leave it to the people that like to lie and glance I never glance, I'm staring I look at what I want Desires that have weakened me were left along the road I'm bootstrap bill I'm William My heart is set on love Devi Jones stopped listening and failed to do his job I cannot claim the ocean and neither am I god I'm just a puny human I've said it with this song I worship no pretenders my heart knows what is real if you want me to listen then tell me how you feel...
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6 - It never ends I lie awake at night, my hands heal broken bones; the story of my life: what is going on? The fudge, the fuck, the bloody hell? I am so full, I want to yell! My mind is full of people, my heart will never rest. I'm flowing, I'm the ocean; I wish I could just rest. My life once seemed so simple: I eat, I shit, I die, and now I am responsible to keep you all alive. Selfish me is dying, I live for someone else; Nature needs my energy, I channel what I can. I lost the one that started. I hated this at first. If oneness takes a hold of you, then you can never rest. If once you have been guided, to see from whence you came then all you do is worship, nature is my friend. I sing for each mosquito, I pray for all the bees. My silence once seemed simple, I breathe for all who see. I love the ones that struggle, I dive into their hell, I pull you out your swamp, and teach you to make haste. The life we lived is dying, the world needs honest men. Society will crumble, this mess will be repelled. Nature is no monster, we'll never snuff her out. Rapé first seemed like torture and suddenly I'm back. This song just started flowing, I type it with one hand, the other is supporting, my once so heavy head.
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7 - Toothless No More Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall his shell was white and you're too small your smile is fading when I rock I do exist and that's a shock.... Your pride your self your weakness science makes you proud Repeat my self, I've seen this and this is why I call to anyone who listens, who wants to still be true be still and start to listen that's what I do for you I see what you all wanted, the state sure wants a dime while you all wanted healing, they thought that they could shine they forced you to go running and get the shot, I knew I told you all, please listen, it's not too late for you. I'm grinning like a demon, an angel in disguise I learned to spar with demons, to see what angel hides I cannot hate the government, the middle is my guide but there is so much pressure, I wish they would be nice. I wish that we could change this, I'm working all the time I work with what I'm seeing, and that sure takes some time. My mind is a betrayer, I needed to watch out or else I would betray her and that I cannot doubt I've seen my mind take options and make them look like truth what truth is is a feeling, so I turn off the news the news are a distortion, they want you to freak out so that your mind is racing, to waste your life on doubt I doubt that politicians would spend a night in truth truth you find in forests and maybe in your booth the booth is your apartment, the place where you're alone If I would have had children, it might have not worked out So here I am explaining: I'm doing what I can. I sacrificed the option to live my life like Ken. I'm working from a distance, this song is sure too nice let's bring in some distraction, my heart begins to fly What on earth have you all said? "Let's get the shot and freedom's back?" you're living inside prison your life's exactly that what you think you call freedom is what I call insane your words are just confusion look who runs the show if Frodo heads for Mordor then politics: Mount Doom. I take the ring, it's greed my friend and give it back to them I say we let them have it and work on our strength we tell'em to go shoot up while we go out and dance let's stomp the ground: no boots on be true and take a chance. My strength needs no religion nature is my friend she feeds me with my visions she tells me about strength my choice, my voice, your coward go eat what you deserve I'll let you have your livers while I make lentil curr-iiiiiie This song may mark an ending, this album is now done all that's left is: sing it, I never liked to run. My mind is on rebellion, rejecting what is weak I rather do my cleansing, than shooting up with sheep.
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released December 18, 2023

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My name is Christopher Reusch and I have a very broad background. I am an artist in all kinds of fields and my main driver is self-improvement and spirituality. My goal is o be the best version of my self that I can be and I like to challenge my self in all kinds of fields. Please consider buying an album if you like it. Thanks!

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