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Black is gold is pureAnd true kings of this earth.1.So I say it's up to us to straightenOut this mess...We got to go through hell...And then that's the last of thisMiserable test...2.Black must be boldBecause it's gold and trueKings of this world...So let them go to the moon.Yes let them go to mars.Because deep down insideThey're really from the stars.3.That's why they don't wantUs to mix...just the wayThe word of God had said.SongtexteSo let them go to saturn...that'sWhere they'll learn instead.Because black and whiteTogether is right...And white by itself isAn egotistic elf.4.So they show you how toKill...and if you don'tThey will.What do they know aboutHappiness...How can they about life...They just got lost in space.So when they landed,Atlantis cried.So if they're so alone tryTo make them feel at home.So let them fetch you fire wood.And let them nibble on the bone.So invent a word called love.And then they blame our mistakes on god.Don't you know how lonely they must be.So many light years from home.Hey soulful people I'm calling.Don't be no more slaves.Because God will protect usWhen it comes to doomsday.Realize before it's too late...That no one on earth will escape.We are the kings of earth.And axis gonna put them slaves...They killed so many worlds before.But they will pass sentence upon themselves...When the earth opens up...willThey be saved from our hell.I feel the truth of life.We better all realize...People like me and youWe feel so bad, don't knowWhat to do... they keep usHigh low on drugs.And they got us making their rugs...As we go dripping blood.But the sun knows asThe wind blows and theFire grows towards theFar shores and the waterFoams to make steamedBones of all of those who don't belive that...Black is gold is the kings of this world.We all better get our placesBefore God tells us to ourFace we are...past the human race.Let's pray that we all agreeWe got to straighten out the family tree.Life is for you and me togather.That's the way it was meant to be.White man watch your mouthBecause our drums, they face the south.And you can't kill the godThat kept you alive betweenThe poles of the north and south.You better adjust your placeIn this world...before yourHair, it starts to curl...and theYellow, red, and black of thisWorld will tear your ass and soul apart.Where is he coming from ?From heaven where 1,000,000Worlds are one.Where is he going to ?He's going to make contactWith the living and the dead...Here comes black gold...Gather round young and old...He's going to be felt by theTimid and the bold...Within a wink of an eye,With the wink of an eyeEgos swell, bust and die...Kingdoms fall and cry...With the wink of an eye...With the wink of an eyeA new born baby cries...And a 100 soldiers die withThe wink of an eye. Aus Songtexte Mania