The scent of danger

takes me to the edge of panic

now Im caught

in the plot

that was thought up

satanic like Mayo

-Dayo,

daylight comes and I wanna get home before Im burnt by the sun.



I wanna be free in peace love and harmony,

but my mirand be vanishing like carmen see

check the scripture

a picture emerges bells chim at the twelfth sign of the seventh scourges.

And the first is a sleeper

steeped in the force of the dark side

is striked but behold a pale horse.

And the source be above the law like Segal

The thought of their stare raised my hair like Vidal.

Now he stalks where I walks

setting soldiers at the border

and hopes to catch Gueverra actin outta order.

So I'll eat a fool like Ozzy eats a bat

And the fact is I was kidnapped

thrown in the back of the

unmarked van destination unknown

in league with the intrigue a la Oliver Stone.

Were starting revolutions

33 and 13,

youre mine now,

was all I heard.



In the jurisdiction marked of the prediction,

cuz the truth stranger than fiction

from the get go

the watcher said so

beware

Sgt. Stiletto.



J Gueverra takes the fifth to those who would drag me under

like coyote to roadrunner,

now the population faces incarceration

while select serpents reach

certain circles of illumination.

Looking over my shoulder,

Im seeing shadows on the walls.

Im turning pallid at the thoughts of the gallows.

Seven gables zooming for me cant neglect the connection,

Seven are the sides on the cross on the pendulum,

Stiletta, the name of the nemesis Gueverra,

Im trapped in the labyrinth.

Assassins be passing me and I amongst their midst, -ac