Heaven hasn't left me yet. Heaven hasn't left me yet. Until the blood boils. Until the blood boils. {In adoration of this aberration, I split, New partitions, I colored fruit. Since, Invalid tense ends, Come about instead, Of fallen hands and incense. Elephant tusks Over our thrones, Loud breaths and Heavy hearts and Loud breaths I'm Heavy hearted. I'm heavy hearted.} x3 We found a man, bruised but unscathed. He was listlessly pacing about our northwestern shores. To and forth he went, back to the sand and forwards to the shallow ends of the sea. The motion was continuously repeated without halt and a very precise distance was maintained throughout the cycles. Naked as a goddamned animal, he disgusted our eyes. There were no rags or observable shipwreck around that may have accommodated this stranger. I removed myself from the crowd of spectating nuances and initiated a swift procession towards him. I unsheathed my shamshir from it's scabbard and severed his head from his neck.

Tongue in cheek, I could really go for some gum right now, come right now , come lights low . Come night slow , come cunning, close that door . Who's the best one in here ? Best dressed so far, Not you ,plastic tattoo, mundane taboo. What's worse than this is what's my worse wish . What's my first guess this is my first yes. This daunting tall tale, of wanting false bliss and gasping to a new mess, left dusting off all chest for beating pitter patter on poise with bliss on bussum obliged to mixed yourself, with severed hormones and several offsets. Check - later.

[Intro: Shinobu]-Translation : "No matter what bonds you form with others, Time will tear them apart. Well? Doesn't thinking about it make you sick? So here's a plan. Why don't you kill me, And go back to being a real human?" Filth fall far from here. Filth fall far from here. Filth fall far from here. There is no room for complacency here, anymore. There is no room for complacency in my soul, No heart, no heart, no heart. No hurt. No heart, no heart, no heart. No hurt. Settle for mediocre one more time and you are done. Settle for mediocre one more time and you dropped. Settle for mediocre one more time and you die. I ready already, I ready all done. I ready already, I ready all done. Soul set in motion. Soul set in motion I- Soul set in motion I'm ready to hit start. I'm ready to hit start. I'm ready to hit start. Soul set in motion. Soul set in motion I- Soul set in motion Soul set in motion. Soul set in motion I- Soul set in motion Soul set in motion. Soul set in motion I- Soul set in motion Soul set in motion. Soul set in motion I- Soul set in motion Come and pilfer, I well sit, a petty villain, a small crime, I killing sinning, A pole a cold lust, a lone lot, alone smile , a old child, alone while, piles of boxes off a plastic plot to to burn a pot, a holy pocket I loss some change, I feeling better than feeling good, I building myself up to change

_-_-_-_ T-t-t-t-t-t tilt ten ton Tuscan leather paper written tests. Discard this old tusk then decide where discord dances tonight in all sore sense of why my right is best and why you are wrong in every aspect. -But you aren't ... Told them don't come here, didn't listen and they went ,distant tallying then tossing of heads. Counting my friends. Counting ,counting my friends. Counting my friends . Counting ,counting my friends. Counting, counting friends. Counting, counting my friends... Someone has slipped oxygen into my air , in a broad sense of displacement ,I feel like I exist ,I am here , I am here. I have not breathed in this space before ,rare, involatile lessons ain't lessen my left hands ability to hurt . but I feel better ,I feel good , I am here. Tell them talk slow ,take tokes of this air . I feel better, I feel good, I am here. Tell them talk slow take tokes of this air. I feel better, I feel good, I am here.

{This for the love of them, This twisted in plaits for the modern man. This distant taunting in abundance, in my head, blast from hand to this page, wet in ink. Pissy mouth boy, ain't no pity here. Pill for the many problems, ain't no penny in the pockets of this prowler. Put me in the sun, probably a new minor. Posed for the pack, rose when the fangs sank deep in my cold toes, of my feet, I walked, I've soaked in it, I talked , I'm zoning in. What am I about , what am I, Who are you, what are you allowed, Short loves for short times. }(x2) BOY! ---------------------------------------------- You ought to just suck it up and waltz home. Certain Subtle movements of my mind, Come into play. Certain Subtle movements of my mind, Come into play. You don't feel aware of it at all. You don't feel aware of it at all. Timeless classics play on the radio All so we could ask her What sounds good All through never ending nights. Just me and my long time soul. Heirloom Torn apart from the inside. Golden, shining, cocoa butter skin All laid over ash tinged roses . The flowers all burnt. Yellow meadow fire. I love the sun. The sun is nice to look at, The sun is beautiful , The sun hurts my eyes. The sun is HOT, THE SUN BURNS THE SUN BURNS ME UP THE SUN BURNS THE SUN BURNS ME UP ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Guest Vocals(Brenden Arias): the journey from the center of the man is a long one caught me in my face with a stellar grooved stardom dance away the night with freshly cut autumns criss-crossed in the fire with my diamond shards on the sky is invoked in me the finer things eloped with me they asked me for my concious dreams i gave them a dose of ecstacy when i was brought down from the hype the winter sliced grass hit me from the right and i fell back into oblivion and asked for all the seams again i could put the picture together inside of this stormy weather wanna till me til im better wanna kill me all them feathers tape em on my back like lucious fake hawk put a mask on for all the pepper skinned talks they never asked me if im settling only if i put down what i really meant in my dreams i filled all the beams the red cups full of seen 8:45 was when the moon rose 6:45 was when i glided bowls next mornin pukin all the work next mornin jukin all the perks next mornin hearin all the voices next mornin feelin all the burch i was woke up in the forest x4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cherry blossoms in our winds. Cherry blossoms in our winds. Pink petals for our skies. Pink petals for our skies. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~The first sample is Björk talking about the process taken in the creation of her album Medúlla, Translation: ""and then the 9/11 episode and the crisis that is going on in the world today. and to a certain extent this made me interested in very primitive elements in something that was before all this happened, or like an individual before entering society. when you use no tools, nothing. Only what you have .The voice." ~Next Sample is Austin Coleman with Joe Washington Brown and group getting into My Soul Is a Witness . ~Next Sample is Soweto Gospel Choir's version of Amazing Grace. ~After Bongo by Mighty Sparrow is Sampled. ~Lastly Paul Keen-Douglas does a piece titled "Ah fire de wuk" [Naseba Naru lyrics] : Everyone needs to simplify their thought process, You already know everything, Everyone knows all they need, Everyone knows what they need to do, But I-I don't, I uh I knew, I um I don't I wait, But I-I don't, I uh I knew, I um I don't I wait, Feel free to ponder on the fact that air is not nothingness and there is something there, there is always something there . Polite nuisances pull cornerstones in your mind, I felt I wanted I want soft comfort, a skin touch, it'll it'll wait . Steady ease old and steady ease for new trust . Palaeolithic man & woman, stone age sensation in offering, in offering. Palaeolithic man & woman, and woman. I've arrived, I've arrived. Steady indulgences of a right, that ain't worth shit. Pay no mind, to it. Everyone needs to simplify their thought process, You already know everything, Everyone knows all they need, Everyone knows what they need to do, Ain't nothing obtrusive about it, have you got something up your sleeves, please sit. because I am quite bare backed about it. There's nothing obtrusive about this. Ain't nothing obtrusive about it, have you got something up your sleeves, please sit. because I am quite bare backed about it. There's nothing obtrusive about this.

In the art of feeling concordant, I hold on to my heart, Come in touch with my being, Ceilings for limits, raise up and replenish, Self-esteem is killing and calling for hope, No love only hate here, so we packing we bags and we leaving through the gate there, blocking the blows and then, flocking the foes and them, Haul they ass, Spilling my goodness out, lending vibes out for loan now, was on some petty regrets before but now, Ah feelin yuh feelin, we feeling ah feeling, AH feel, yuh feeling it, ah feeling, ah feeling, Ah feeling mah self. I pocket my peace[p(ie)ce], follow the tangent that promises a tandem motif, Block out the plaque yeah, don't black out the placid, don't puff on no plastic, if it ain't real then no profit, no plea for no bastard, no packing off pattern, don't mistake the color, the black , the bluff, the pretty pollen sniffs up alergies, oh please, I passed, I'm proud, a pastor's mound, Abbas is gone.

In the eyes of one who is in good health and in good faith I am well I shall improve my i shall improve my very being we want to be that we are not perfect no attempting of persevering for that which is unreasonable but we want to we will improve a thousand goals a thousand failed ones a thousand goals a thousand faults and one big burning sun we revolve around to mounds of infinite sentient thoughts and I hold steady in my stance we held gripping tight and strong to heavy forlorn for long a cosmic passage no change for thought but held for hope 1 sky a mantle a heated core a choir that died and cannot feel dread but yes we were content during the fast but for the following days we hungered we were content during the fast but for the following weeks we hungered we are content during the fasts but for the next years we hungered we were content during the fasting but we now hunger we are hungry and patched what more yes you I which one who my and then you crave more than just water what your thirst is I don't know Sakina is crying sakina is sakina is crying sakina's thirst is not ours but this feels familiar to it Sakina is crying sakina is sakina is crying sakina's thirst is not ours but this feels familiar to it Sakina is crying sakina is sakina is crying sakina's thirst is not ours but this feels familiar to it Aaaaalaaaataaash Aaaaalaaaataaash Aaaaalaaaataaash (Ya Abbas! Ya Abbas we, Ya Abbas we are in need of-Ya Abbas! Ya Abbas we, Ya Abbas we are in need of) Aaaaalaaaataaash Aaaaalaaaataaash Aaaaalaaaataaash Aaaaalaaaataaash (Ya Abbas! Ya Abbas we, Ya Abbas we are in need of-Ya Abbas! Ya Abbas we, Ya Abbas we are in need of) Aaaaalaaaataaash Aaaaalaaaataaash Aaaaalaaaataaash Aaaaalaaaataaash (Ya Abbas! Ya Abbas we, Ya Abbas we are in need of-Ya Abbas! Ya Abbas we, Ya Abbas we are in need of) Aaaaalaaaataaash