"Tell Me Again" by Behemoth Black

Counting numbers as I paint, seeking blessings from blood stains,
dances with wolves in the rain, joined another cult just to love again.
I know what you're thinking, what in the hell is this guy dreaming?
If you could read what I'm seeing, you'd understand why I'm screaming.
Believe in sanity because once it's gone ... all your truths dissolve,
and there's no problem even your drug spun mom can help you solve.
I wish I could talk to God the way meth speaks through fiends
because they may seem off but at least they're consumed with glee.
Televised radio static creates bad habits, like writing tragic myths,
I used to practice all kinds of magic but then I dropped acid... shit.
I had a friend once, but then the cunt jumped ship to swim with sharks,
and I never looked back, just laugh and continue to pretend it didn't scar.
Tell me again, where did you learn to be such a piece of work?
I knew you lied a lot but I tried to not accept the feces you slurred.
I guess my weakness was trusting a heathen, trust me, your demons prevail,
because I've seen your internal kingdom and the walls are depleting cells.

Yeah I’m not a hater - this was good. The concept was good and everyone on here so like poetic, even on a thugged out topic. Me personally I’m scared to talk shit about any type - I seen too much of that judge and become. I used to hate drugs and the people that took them and then all the sudden I’m the one banging lines - I dont fucking know either. Hope it doesn’t happen to you.

This was cool. I felt like it was kind of under developed, but also pretty focused. So I'll take it for what it is.

This bar showed signs of greatness, though:
"Televised radio static creates bad habits, like writing tragic myths,
I used to practice all kinds of magic but then I dropped acid... shit."

Really effortless rhymes, which I loved.

Keep doing you my dude. I know you have another verse out that's a lot longer, but I wanted to spread the love.

hi daegl

Believe in sanity because once it's gone ... all your truths dissolve,
and there's no problem even your drug spun mom can help you solve.

deep bro.. felt this.. flow was on point.. lyrically a standout for me, favorite bar of the piece..

Televised radio static creates bad habits, like writing tragic myths,
I used to practice all kinds of magic but then I dropped acid... shit.
I had a friend once, but then the cunt jumped ship to swim with sharks,
and I never looked back, just laugh and continue to pretend it didn't scar.

this section here was quite nice aswell..

Overall this piece was quite good, flow was on point and the verse was rolling off my tongue as i was reading it.. vocabulary was cool nothing extraordinary but i thought it did this verse justice.. rhyme scheme was tight... everything came together very nice here.. an enjoyable read most definately.. keep em coming!