Opening Pandora's Box

I wanted to look inside. Look inside that sealed shut mind.
To see what those snakes protected. To see what she had to hide.

My wit as my weapon i go forth this day.
Let there be light, far beyond what may.

Words sing aloud, words sing proud
They cry to the heart, they read into the soul.

A groove to match the groove, it defines
A matter of lost purpose, against firm exactness of the hoof.

A robotic rennaissance or an ancient funkadelia
A high pitched squeal, or the return of royalty.

Tonality colours the childish mind, it drifts it into a chaotic hell
Experiment shows, that this can be observed using the features mel

Approval shows a beautiful day. Disgust, anguish and dismay.
A hyperplane kerneled to behave, A best guess to have deceived.

Size n.

And yet again, if we fail to see. WE WEIGH THE CONSEQUENCES OF OUR DEEDS.
We gather our comrades, and run for the hills, where the grass is greener.

And talk.