Sa-Roc - 711 AD lyrics
rate meWhen the darkness falls and your light gets dim, give the Starseed a call for some bright vision.
We were born in the black before life stepped in, told us that the whites were more righteous men.
That was it for the gods, put the choke hold on the movement on pause and thus began the fall.
Or was it autumn cause that's when the green turn brown and then the trees start to drop the leaves toward the ground
Secret scrolls, finger tips pierced by the thorn of a rose fresh blood for their souls.
Behold, the pale horse on the road but deaf on the reigns with a pocket full of gold.
The same men who sat down broke bread, stabbed their elders in the back till the rivers ran red.
And thus began the saga of immortals turned men, who would outlast the other struck the balance and win.
Gods to mortals, mortals to gods
came through a portal to the earth from the stars
battle was fought soldiers riddled with scars
till the queen came and healed them with these powerful bars
Great skies prevailed over sunlight then, purple hearts mark the chest bones of valiant men.
For those who fought brilliantly a legend was formed, word got around that a rebel was allegedly born.
Trouble was brewing, bubbling hot in steal cauldrons, bounty hunters gunning for triple six carvings.
Freedom fights on the lamb them trapped boys and daughters and them dust in the streets going ham.
Foolish desperation was a popular brand, streets feted from the over worked ocular glands.
Blood rituals manipulated mystical man, putting slaves on their knees through a mythical man.
The world was ruled by a more reptilian hand, full power when exchanged for the techno advanced.
Now it seems that the children had hardly a chance but at last here she was in the tiger head stance.
Gods to mortals, mortals to gods
came through a portal to the earth from the stars
battle was fought soldiers riddled with scars
till the queen came and healed them with these powerful bars
They started talking wait a minute who dat?
Her voice made the earth start shaking how she do that?
We never heard one cleverly balance treble and bass, voice smooth, spit hard kinda like leather and lace.
Straight up this is the end of times can't you see the street hot?
They murking soldiers all the way from Tennessee to t dot.
On the run, wearing out the soles of our reeboks.
All because the devil wanna murder off what he not.
Doomsday scriptures, half cocked predictions, dynamiting fault lines, quakes off the richter. Dark matter rap, battle star galactica, Asiatic black incantations from afrika.
We need those plus the lost DNA codes, to unlock them meridians and third eye chakras. So she stepped forth began to chant oms watched the wretched of the earth rise up in the rapture.<br />
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Thanks to Syriel Morane
