I carried the cross, chains upon my hands,
chains upon my feet.
As blood that flowed from the caucus of my frame.
Where are thou brother who confesses
we are one? Where are thou sister,
who I have given great tribes?
Where is thou prophets who set before my death?
Jealousy, and envy that set before me;
For I am the son of the sons, for my pain only
last for a moment of time, I the test of faith,
Who is my black brother? who’s loyal to my cause?
The servant 0r the master balances within
Universal concepts of how, when, where, theorize
Wisdom the Power Of Gods laws.
Development of solutions constitutes
the reality when a brave man chooses death.
Beyond the Universe I humble;
within the curse of the earth.
My validation upon this land I humble,
which man cannot understand.
The child like state and those ;
who represents the armor of Gods grace;
My inheritance shall be restored upon this earth.
I shall not die, I shall return. My spirits sings
Its own resurrection to fame.
I have been murder through tribulations, but I shall return,
until my brothers get it right.
The man of wisdom shall hold its own.
Through the valley of death,
Man does not understand the philosophy of a true king.
Pondering the universe, maintaining spiritual
justice. Finding the technical glow of humanity
for all, which it stands. Presentations of limited
selections, Proclamation evil selling the inner soul;
Innocents of morality, villainous of defenses,
the unfamiliar seed of hatred, planted in the minds of men.
Behind the ghost, conjunctions of participated
by hate. The vindictive words of pain shall
there be an end.
The army of the devil controls the prisons of the land,
The conformity of evil is accepted, within the darkness
Of Satin plan, treasons of a people who turn there
Heads to the spoken words, treason by the people
Who break all the laws of God?
Killed treason of the prophets who stood at the door
Of Satin plans, Judas who be trade Jesus and
The devil had lost; he then hanged his own self
Trader of the sons of sons.
The ghost writhing likes
a worm, without ending.
Keep your eyes on the mental,
the world is revolving, hold on the sounds,
the universe whispers, grab on to the mental.
Genocide knocks at my door.
Climbing the mountains, monkey on my back,
Genocide entrapment; moving into context.
Dimensional experience, it sounds like crack.
Screaming in unison, genocide on my back.
Who is the oxymoron? Which portrayal is back?
Self-defeating horrors. Acquainted with darkness,
Spiritual war fairs, that rides my back,
the battle within. Recovery,
the dead portrayed by man,
the white lance lined with death.
The soul of the drunk.
Let me dye, I am already dead,
Legacy the living dead,
sipping on white powder, laced with death.
Snowflakes that surround my face,
mental genocide, toxins, poisons,
the kiss of death, I am already dead,
sipping on white powder, laced with death.
Racisms Institutional structure as law, man who has sold his soul, Social instruments, murder of self, behavior modifications determines the structure abomination through the womb, of who is man? and man himself gives into the hypocritical salute, under one nation to the earthly God. Empowering the sickness of some to sanction, manipulate, the bionic disk is on alert terrorize, Genocide of those who think less than self, spineless interpretations of what man
thinks of self, and then justify and rationalizing with self, I am a slave within the darkness of an illusion of self, when man burned the book.
The beast that holds on to false beliefs, failing respirations, to dye is be reborn, retaliation soul from the ad justice material court. Upon this journey I embark on humanity racism that kills people and thought.
Mystical illusions, compulsively persuasions, the only thing survives during death the glow of the gone.
Transformation of a clear heart, change shall matter not. Challenges of futile. Captivity of blackness unchained, in a hole of snakes verging for the top.
Tears self-death. Mourn out worn the
missed life; Pain that sits upon the door,
of the dark heart. Tolerance and ignorance,
A man without hope; Eliminations
of an authority, Under Satan Authority. Insistence of Society in destruction of a people, Elimination
of authority that births, criminality
dressed in humanities. The realms of a humble voice,
the integrity of enforcement
shall lye within the power of wisdom,
and the man of the humble
shall lead, a strong voice will touch
the heart of the young,
who shall carry the torch of the future?
And darkness shall revert to light.