FIBI

Her dance is a quick flutter,
She is so quick and so steep.
Her memories will be forever,
They are hers for keeps.
To exit from them will not be,
To jump from a cliff,
She will never be set free.
She will withstand at her own hands,
She evolved and rooted in this darkened land.
Memories shuffle and stab into her vision,
Hate, love, and trust grope at her...
There is always this constant collision.
They dash into one another so perfect in deed,
She has forgotten by now,
As time marches yet she will never be freed.

GAMEPUN

SHE WILL NEVER BE FREE, SHE FLIPS ON CHANGE
BONDAGE IS ALL SHE KNOWS, WHIPS AND CHAINS

SHE STAYS MYSTICAL AND POWERFUL LIKE WIZARDS
MIND NEEDS TO LET GO, ELSE SHE FALL HARD LIKE BLIZZARDS

SHE NEEDS TO FLY LIKE A BIRD FAR FROM CONTENTION
ALL BOTTLED IN, SHE NEEDS TO LIGHTEN UP LIKE MJ COMPLEXION

SIN IS A PART OF HER, LIKE SHE GOT THE APPLE FROM EDEN EATEN
HERE COMES HE THEN WHO GIVES A BEATEN TO SHE THEN HEATHEN

SOMETHING IS MISSING, I CAN NEVER SAY THAT SHE DUMB
ITS LIFE, EVEN WHEN WE DONE, WHERE'S THE FREEDOM??

SO EVEN WHEN WE PASS LIFE'S LAWS, ITS THE SAME VOTE
ITS NO MATTER OF WHERE IS SHE, POINT IS WE IN THE SAME BOAT