Carbon Form

Yess
 I'm never relaxed
 OK
 Cosmic breath, I'm air element, find strength in the mental
 The thought behind the rhyme's consequential
 The flow's decked in space boots, leaping over lunar tombs
 Write lyrics in runes and play the Muse
 Inspire Fate to paint predestination's landscapes
 For the awakened, imaginations are stargates
 Whistle, I'm listening – Pilgrim of the House of the Wind,
 I'm the emissary
 Hearing voices in the breeze observing airy commentary
 Asleep in howling deserts with thorn trees in bloom
 Until the spell breaks, I'm wolf to the full moon
 And wild as the monsoon, glassy eyes like crushed minerals
 The pattern's troublesome – planet's crying rivers of literals
 Wooden tears flaking into fragments and splintering
 Buried in the earth where dark secrets lie whispering
 That the end has not yet come to the place where dreams rest at
 I look at self, facing the mirror, nothing's reflected
 Black stone carbon, I'm stardust
 Bizarre, trust – quiet, part-mime invade the mind like archons
 My jargon's a headache to decipher, never idle
 The heavy burden's only light work to bright disciples
 And I'm sky bound, messenger like Malachi
 Cardinal offspring of Capricorn and Gemini
 Born from a sandstorm, whirlwinds in my burning eyes
 Slayed a beast with seven tongues, electrifying
 So I vibrate in coded synergy, linguistics my Achilles heel
 Wade in stellar waters deep, a mystic whistling in the reeds
 That cosmic breath, that air element that finds strength in the mental
 Make all doubts of the mind inconsequential
 Black stone carbon, I'm stardust
 Bizarre, trust – quiet, part-mime invade the mind like archons