RENAISSANCE

Dreams envisioned through the lens of vital decisions

Raving the raging crowds as I switch positions

Eternal manifestations start cliquing

Evil is cowering in fear of how my purpose is finally clear

At its very mouth, foaming, and spitting

Love, compassion, and kindness; twisting and spinning

The past is sinking as new beginnings arise

Winning, winning, winning, it’s all so fucking nice !

Winning, winning, winning, the world is in my eyes !

Winning, winning, winning, I feel like Jesus to the Christ !