From the recording Lost
Lyrics
The equation is auditory
Surrounded by fluent vocabulary
My monologue maybe numerical
May work a miracle
Think of a hieroglyphic
Mixed with a graphic
The dialect is extraordinary
Plus, has classic potentiality
My words won't evaporate
The spit will precipitate
The current is gradual
Like a hydroelectric module
My puzzle's somewhat instinctive
The hint is incentive
Rewind, and press pause
Play, and then awe
The riddle is simple
This takes one pencil
A piece of paper
It's the magic number
The riddle is simple
This takes one pencil
A piece of paper
It's the magic number
One person stood up
He's never shed blood
Four others wanted war
He is physically scarred
Nine backed that person
I know emotions worsened
Eight went down hard
The direct hit shard
Six hit the hospital
They're never again hostel
Zero came after four
Karma robbed their store
Six became a ghost
I was the host
One obviously thought ahead
Eight won't rise again
The riddle is simple
This takes one pencil
A piece of paper
It's the magic number
The riddle is simple
This takes one pencil
A piece of paper
It's the magic number
