The Embassy of Piracy
I. Assuming the form to storm the throne
I’m hero to the world
Blood and thunder
Rushing through me
Till my idea gets unfurled
I start a chain reaction
Which stirs a million souls
Infringing all the copyrights
Is my only goal
Master of the streets
Bullet proof and bound for glory
Industries at my feet
Guess who’s the new folklore, ME!!
Running wild and free
No one dares to stand before me
That’s my destiny
To provide everything for free
I can see my future
Writings on the wall
Legend in my lifetime
Stories will recall
The ministry of thievery
II. No one escapes us in this Golden Age
Day turns to night as I kreate
With the torrents in my comp, the cops I’ve to evade
Stalking the industry to seek out their blood
With a million peers for support, there is no blockade
My only aim is to share with many lives
The more the better I feel
My only pleasure is to hear many hi-5s
From those elated by my steal
To make you more available
Is all I wanted to see
Manifesting in many systems
Means satisfaction to me
Look into my eyes don’t you see any love?
No, there is no agony
I can’t wait to make you famous
Just be free and be free
Now that my mission is done
Your music though owned, has never been billed
I return to my dominion
And the wanderlust in me is stilled
Let me take you down
Deeper than you know
Reality is gone
Yet so much left to show
Let me take you down
Let us look inside
There’s still so much to come
It would be time to say goodbye
Forget about the money
Fame is what you need
If fame’s what you’re thinking
then why this trivial greed
Misery replaced by constant ecstasy
Existence of a better kind
Waits for me and waits for thee
As our minds become forever free
Free of fear free of rage
Welcome to this the Golden Age
The commission of larceny
III. The Avarice for malignancy grows while Men retrograde
It’s The Bizarre Bazaar of Murder
Every part of their mind set to procreate torture
A trail of mayhem is the path they walk
They’re birth marked Psychopaths
Enter my household, exit in red
Their sole satisfaction is to see me being bled
They perceive callous aberrations
Yet all facets of existence are absent in them
They want deface the BAY
For that, they’ll have to come back another day
Avarice of malignancy, distorted and skewed
The decaying of vermin an intoxicating brew
Governments become emotion mongers
Merely collateral to their relentless anger
I’m carelessly torn asunder
My thoughts curbed by their dominating grope
For my eradication they even gerrymander
They demonstrate their grand forlorn hope
Dedicated to corrupt life
Man is now a castigation addict
To pick from a plethora of chastisements, puts me in strife
For their tortures must be hand-picked
They can’t restrict me from this urge to deride
They can’t resist me the impulse to vilify
The legation of pilferage
IV. Await the Unending
Governments read out their own obituary
The self inflicted malady
The elegy attended by plenary
Drawn from their own perfidy
Their wills, lay bare beyond their facade
Reflecting their avaricious thoughts
Endured for more than a decade
Enter the eternal era
Of re-awakened comprehension
Begin the age of eternity
Their souls, caught in perpetual convulsions
Governments relinquish their reign vengeance
Though frequencies shudder
Awestruck, they stare at our resurgence
In the wake of the histories
Of the futures
Of genesis
I realize my visions of omnipotence
And our triumph over their chevisance
To recreate matter
And bring forth solitude to my clique
Resplendence to our brothers
With the redolence of their putrescence oblique
To fathom from the past
And give to the future
A perfect notion
While my organs suture
My cogitation of Emotion will
Manifest into the existence of my infinity…
I was…
I am…
and will, forever be…
Enforce the words no more, be free
With us you might just find serenity
Welcome to the embassy of piracy.
Chronicles of the Creator of Cessation
I held the scythe in my bony hand
For, by the corporate, I have been banned
I, thus wore my cape black
For my first soul, an evil trap
To chop off his head with my attack
A falling axe slips off from a sleeping guard
Dropped off the castle wall but missed by yards
His heart stops from the shock- he died of fear
Though his death was nowhere near
He scowled ‘Oye, have you got no brain’
I smiled ‘Sorry sir,its my first day. Could you a little arcane’?
Our man came by today
Coruscating everything in his way
We went with my minions to The Valley of Dead
And played football with a shrunken head
We danced on skulls, drank to the end
I have a feeling, he’ll be my good friend.
In hell we played chess
Beat Lucifer at every guess
He burst into flames with a fit of pain
And threatened to flood the world in rain
I warned ‘Sorry Lu, you’d lose there’
Noah’s Ark drifts by – we stare
A puzzled look, to me he gave
A path to another game, we pave
Angels and demons, soar through the sky
On the sidelines I sit and sigh
He picked a fight with god again
And every time it ends the same
He screams about his might
& God groans ‘you wouldn’t even stand a water snake’s bite’
‘What? Get down here and say that again’
‘You’re going to regret that’ And then
Lu sends his army to god’s place
Cackling with a psychotic look on his face
God shoots them down with gold thunderbolts
Lu mutters, ‘I’ll get you next time, you…’
Today’s the day, I unleash the plague
Cackling wildly, engulfed in flames
I litter the ground with sickness and graves
And I hear the demons praise me
‘Oh to what do we owe this design
Dementia stained silent lucidity’
Till god came to save the town
with libidinous angels to sing him down
& voluptuous amazons at his defense
He prides himself at this grand entrance
‘Stop this right now’ He blurts
‘I don’t take orders from men in skirts’
I swore and showed him the finger
‘If you want to do, go ahead, be the harbinger
& So he did, Son of a …..
