time wasn't the answer to love

[Lord hang man]

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there is word for sittin blind while outer space thrives on the message
cant reconcile death with the times, forced us to miss it
allah say power is to one earth, as o2 is to planet form
i say allah read by demons is one word deeply SCORNED
in fact we could go back some way, history rendered obsolete
on hallowed grounds with third eye blazin hit end repeat
then on new path realize time wasnt the answer to love
now let true life shine from above, kid..
shinin from above


and there's a word for what i felt sitting helpless while the world died
but i cant capture it, define it, find it or deny it, in my eyes
was struck to rock before this requiem penned itself
i wish you all good fortune and fine health, but you killed yourself
accepting demons into the temple, your ki only has a screen door
no regard for what fire blaze from their path, in accordance with before
action without meditation leads to hellfire's reign in mental
you need allah to be heard or destruct the garden's accidentally
it isnt down to dek to scribe what men believe, i only know eventually
if all our power comes down scoping rain, and raping breezes
maybe dek shoulda just let ya'll believe he's jesus
for real

you need my word like the blackbird needs to sing its mournful song
need my message like the whole damn earth just has to YEARN along with us
and its not optional to follow, you're down wiht redemption or
you can meet the rod of salt, just liek at sodom and gommorah
you can come meet dek tomorrow, just bring some green and sorrow
and need for honor, cuz i dont associate with cowards
you frontin like you down with death kid, but death comes up every hour
taste kinda sour, like you didnt get to shit
knowing all you furthered in the plan was power, so die now with regret
you didnt even set a goal so what did you think was there to get kid
its like you're all firmly grounded now and the word has been electic
for so many fuckin years i feel alone





ALL IS USELESS IF THE MASSES WONT ADMIT THEIR PAIN IS WRONG
FLOUNDER THOUGHTLESSLY WRITHING IN ANGER TILL SACRELIGE IS BORN
KNOW THAT INSTANTLY ALL CREATION YOU PERCEIVE IN DREAM IS CALMED
EASILY MY FATHERS RAGE WILL ECHO LOUDEST AT THE DAWN SON
AND IT'S DIVINE IN FORM SO IF WORD'S EARTHLY YOU MIGHT THINK ONE
BUT YOUR MOUTH SPEAKS ENDLESSLY OF ECHOS HEARD BEYOND GUNS
AND YOUR FUCKIN FINGER PULLED THE TRIGGER
YOU ACTIN LIKE MOUNTAINS IS BIGGER, BUT WHO BUILDS THEM UP?
I AINT TALKIN BOUT ALLAH NOW, DEMONS THINK LIFE IS PUMPED
FULL OF MEANING AS SOON AS THOSE DUMB CUNTS
TRY ATTACHING MEANING TO SOULS THEIR BLEEDING HOPING TO GUT
ESSENCE OF ONE SOUL NOW THEY'RE BUILDING TOWERS, LIKE BABEL
show the world that like their sustinance, all is collapsable.
WHAT WAS DESIRED OUTLOOK
DID YOU FEEL IT MORE LIKE THAT?
I CANT IMAGINE FEVERENTLY
DECLARING THAT YOUR PAST LIFE WAS JUST LIKE ME
NOW IM JUST TRYING TO BREATHE
SINGING HOPELESSLY FOR FALLEN MEMORIES THAT BROKE ON PAVEMENT

PEACE