Spaceship Bars(Another Level)

focused with or without a soul around

I still stand my ground

with my hands to the clouds

my vision keeps me motivated

my ambition will not be amputated

sleep deprivation

infatuation with my dreams

gold robes

seated on top of the globe

isolated, no team

the world cannot and will not hold me down

the crown is front of me

mold into a poet scientist, gravity won't interrupt my appliance

elevate into the astronomy

dissect webster

I don't strive to be equal

zig zag the sequel

you can't comprehend my lethal bars

in flight, mingle with satellites and the shining stars

aroused by orbits, you can't absorb it

I'm in different corridors

metaphors clearly off the barometers

miles away by several kilometers