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What is relevant about this. What is unspoken. I was told black people had no history, and neither did I. That I was a sadness, about whom, the less said, the better I read secrets in the hand from birth to cemetery Blessed like silent Mary, the mind's my secret monastery Dressed in sky clothes like these hoaxes For vultures to eviscerate Run untamed like wild horses Home is on a distant star Blistering with dry heat, so I blaze like crematoria When I see death from afar, sing the war cries My idols sung with peace, with the air and dust And blasts from an iron lung Blue bird in the center of my universe Sing for me, bittersweet symphonies The void and I are similes Phoenix of the ashes and the poor girl's liver broken Alone but never lonesome I sleep with third eye open And dream dreams of battlefields Where crows feast on carrion And carry on fully armed Blakrok, red-blooded barbarian Dead leaves swirling round my feet like dervishes I'm Atlas with the globe, chip on my shoulder where the burden is Cloudy visions, can't see where light begins and I desist The wind shifts the sand, we'll wilt away like dying irises SongtexteBreathe a breath of life for mother to rebels and outcast Footprints of light illuminate the darkest path So I wear this cloak of raven feathers, holding a scepter As letters from the ether fall like rain when I rip deserts Welcome to the land of gray Where troubles never cease, and man's awakening is accompanied by grief So I wear this cloak of raven feathers, holding a scepter As letters from the ether fall like rain when I rip deserts Welcome to the land of gray Where troubles never cease, and man's awakening is accompanied by grief I see the self bend to the spine, a thousand year old heroin The dream of classic love [?] Dissecting structure physically to trace my struggle patterns Why in the deepest darkness my soul beams like a lantern Engineered in female form, a silent carrier of the force I'm a sandstorm and desert user, shadow with a torch As tombstones whisper my name I cross graveyards, familiar like spiky words that pierce through heavy hearts I breathe smoke particles, my attitude Shifting with the moon, open book Gods read me like an article, celestial My rhyme style blasts like a cannon [?] as a moment of clarity, I'm a mammoth Ambling through spacetime and elephant boneyards Emotional equivalent of Mozart Classic, how verbal plays can dismember a fascist Seven active chakras, so the product travels faster to a future imagined Transform bad energies, electric symphonies I play conductor with magnetic fields Note the coded notes and superstrings and energies With strategies in quiet storms, speaking lighting speak So I wear this cloak of raven feathers, holding a scepter As letters from the ether fall like rain when I rip deserts Welcome to the land of gray Where troubles never cease, and man's awakening is accompanied by grief So I wear this cloak of raven feathers, holding a scepter As letters from the ether fall like rain when I rip deserts Welcome to the land of gray Where troubles never cease, and man's awakening is accompanied by grief [?]. To take what is not yours, [?]. [?], forever. I have not time to explain, our time's up. What am I doing over here with the workers, the apes, the dogs, the errand boys, the human animals? Why don't I come over with a board. So [?] could use bodies and minds and souls that were not yours, are not yours, and never will be yours Aus Songtexte Mania