Pier Freestyle

This the nerd, who ain't got his revenge yet

Loss of words, what verbs are there to repent best

So is this world demolished polished or well built

More dollars are harvested the wider the pages filled

At least before the appearance of beasts

Big eyes breaching whenever the lie preaching is ceased

The mind screaming for divine reason to define freedom

My sensors mine readings from the past

Leading seeds to adapt to heathens

He then seized them though he lacked allegiance

Kept them reading knows their lack of seekings