movies from movies by AK-747s

We've got the angles
we've got the groove
We see the ocean
And the orange jumpsuit
Cruise the sightlines
Mandrakes side of the road
And you’re wondering how it all began
In the desert
with the signing of Sykes-Picot

What God are you under?
What pleasures do you seek?
What motives have you found here?
What heartbreak?
What burnished
And fallow dreams?

And if you're wondering if there's a spot of treasure
Waiting out there in all this increasingly inclement weather
Then you might want to start cleaning your room bucko
No criticism, little deviation, slay chaos dragons
in suburban stucco

And then they take him out the cellar that they dared call a room
For another mock execution underneath the sister of a ruddied moon
And no one knows what went through James head as John’s smile turned to a frown
And maybe in that instant, just maybe he thought
that its turtles, all the way down

What God are you under?
What pleasures do you seek?
What motives have you found here?
What heartbreak?
What dreams?

There won't be roses at the crossroads
But daggers drawn
No words of fear, will usher
from the warriors lips
What rough trade have you plied here in bloodied snows
What ships laden high with cardamom, and indigo?


I’ve been staring into the dark
And ive seen what really there
But nothing but our writ inscribed

Socrates on the docks
Surrounded by flattery
The Melians error proved Thasychamus right

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• Vancouver