#1
I made this song a bit different then what I normally write and it's the first one I'm posting here. I'm not really familiar with how to format poems or songs, I sort of just write them down in novel form and experiment with rhythms from there, so forgive me on that. All comments are welcome.


When the moon moves it's mask and masquerades,
the sun will bleed day until it's night.
And to derange the gap of cat and bat it's 'c' or 'b',
be not what you see but be all their is for all to catch,
and lock in the hatch of their view of perception. With on exception.
A true release of perfection.