Songs: The future

By admin · Saturday, November 14th, 2009

Last Days

Abused from seeing heaven, Plots to stop, knowledge of the seven,

Dropped by colonial powers

The truth was loosed from Babylonian towers, Man was divine, but we fell in sin

Where the hell is our melanin

The black race has needs, Mythic without digits, Psychic superstition,

We need to listen

When separation begins within our religion, Sage awaits this place, too late,

Our spiritual sickness

I swear to bear witness

In these last days

believe me the black race

defeats the beast someday

and lives in peace always

(give praise)

ancient writings enlightened ancestral, metaphysical lyrics frightened

conceptual individuals

from the spiritual scales, the holy scales kept Christ in flesh,

the world’s distressed

the sun, it sets in the west, it showers whole hordes of cowards,

gold swords devour america’s powers, the souls tower above,

the evil cowers from love

times are hard on black hearts, we pray to god, the dogon hold on

to hieroglyphic funerals

they keep two Sirius stars in view, teach traditions of death,

the only thing that’s left of Egyptians snd Assyrian princes

saved by sages, those ages lived by the holy pages, now we’re faithless

concerned with digits and violent lyrics, can’t read the hieroglyphics

afraid of mythic visits from spirits is schizophrenic, gentiles invented,

ageless suckers wit-us

they sageless, racist mother. . .

we’ll survive, their eyes scan the skies for signs of messiah and spiritual fire

they’re fretting – afraid of Armageddon

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