Yo.

A volcano in dormancy and lots of party jive,
An open book with a creased up cover, an axecutioner's dream archive.
An emotion vault for pent~up flings, always game for any mood,
The yo khoo, philandering dudezeglory with lots of godforsaken attitude.
Hook, line and sinker for ze axe, cuss~words straight in your face,
Levelled proposals and amorous scrap~sessions and a whirlwind courtship at godspeed pace.
Musically adept and subtly inept, he's sold his soul to solid hard rock,
Cupid's gone for a joyride 'coz Shrediknight's now by his side, gates of love shackled by a rusty lock.
With a shoulder much colder, she makes men smoulder, cute smiles proclaiming fantasmic friendship,
Frustrated messages and unanswered calls trigger a fiery outburst that's really pretty deep.
Sarcastic mindgames and metamorphosing narcissism couple an inner realization of the divine,
Messiah's gotta be proud of this dude in a shroud, hallucinations at some distant, remote shrine.