Kid§ becoming men by being beaten by super men & then again when giving up on beating super men & learning how to become §uperman like Vegeta turning Gold - then comes adding some §park§ to go even beyond super men & saiyans alike - then comes learning how to hold it all In§ide to … Continue reading 357: Bright Blue Kid§ (Ultimate Battle)
Tag: gold
315: instrument of mass destruction
he killed the devil in a rap battle by stealing his golden violin & using that violin for violence to beat the shit outta rotting corpses - murdering that gold violin with a white chainsaw with black teeth - his favorite instrument of mass destruction https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6XVJePm578RlyBv2mnlpkz?si=smgV6JoSReeOeP67PFbGQQ&utm_source=copy-link 19 December 2025 8:20AM https://open.spotify.com/track/08kB9HSfrcIi83rymwgjMz?si=hVKRUGuCRdGwEIZKI7jMVQ
307: grinding gold gears
i've already waited far too long - i've already wasted too much Time back to work - gears will go through hells & high waters but gears keep grinding gold 'til gold gears go outta style
304: go beyond
reaching the summit & becoming the king 'til a gust of gold wind blows you from the throne; you've already peæked so why climb again? 'cause this time you can go beyond by carrying rocks to put on top https://open.spotify.com/track/19CkkPInDRDIOlqfrz1mVn?si=vWMCKvivTsaVMtrJ32SMgQ&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/5wqrdk8GR6N74bbQclRT76?si=K09dOylpSii3X0AbyIFwzQ
31 – Weird String
Fate; destiny; The will from the sky; Stories seen by The weird sisters' eye Stories tell of one True gold ring 'til scissors prove lies; Gold? Just string [7 November 2023 Revision] Fate, Destiny or maybe Truth's Will N§ide sky §tange Stories seen by The Weird §isters' ΣY∃ Stories who tell öF ØИΣ Truth öF … Continue reading 31 – Weird String
26 – Had I Held On
How different a place I'd land Had I held on to her hand The golden child now grown With golden children of his own But that golden life taken with her light Not even silver linings remain - just pyrite
Imaginary Thrones
Countless claims from royal lines & seemingly everyone somehow divine A silver chalice distracts the frauds From holy golden ichor, blessed by gods A prince & his fetish: imaginary thrones Grasping for the scepter he'll never own As bare brows wish to bear curled crowns And masks replace facades' furled frowns


