Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Summers Dream

THE SCENT IS INFATUATING
BETTER WITH EVERY BREATH
KEEP IT CLOSE AND TIGHT
THE WOLFPACK SLEEPS TONIGHT

BREWS AND HERBS WITHIN US ALL 
THE FUN IS HAD, THE FUN IS RAD
AND EVEN THROUGH THE NIGHT THE THE ROAD AWAITS
WHAT WILL ARISE NEXT, WE ANTICIPATE

THE BLACK TAR SLAB IS WHERE ITS AT
FIVE IRON HORSEMEN ADVANCE ON UP
DEEP INTO THE FOREST GREEN WITH TREES
SHADOWS FALL ON SUMMERS DREAMS

LIKE BROTHERS OF BLOOD BUT NOT OF KIN
THESE ARE THE MOMENTS WE'RE THE MOST AT EASE
UPON THIS THUNDERING MACHINE I FLY
WE ALL RIDE WITH UNITY, JOY, AND PRIDE.

DEKREW FOR LIFE

Tuesday, February 8, 2011