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He that dwells in the Secret Place of the Most High, shall abide under the shadow of his wings.
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Story behind the song
Know what's its like to have all your loved ones loose sight of who they were and where they came from. What seem so long ago, is Israel a homeborn slave in and out of the conquerors house. Left to feed on scraps as they violently were destroyed with the sword and forced to behave ways that were almost impossible considering the culture they emerged from. And in their hard hearts they refuse to accept the truth of who they once were because your enemies land is set up to keep their minds preoccupied with distraction. We are given jobs that manipulates are behaviors and we subject to them because we think its our only way to survive.
Mingle the bloodlines of a race, diminish the melanin from a people, cutoff the bloodline of Sarah, and all the original mothers of Zion. The land we sojourn is set up to keep us compromised and never have a hand in the standards of rulers. To never rise and to never be a people again, separate Judah from his brethren. Our ancient kings let it happen through strange women. Take away their identity and let vouchers take the credit for what they engineered. The unique culture and way of life the Sovereign Creator issued unto them. And through jealousy, hatred, immaturity, vengeance, all the historic relationships you had, proved to turn bitter because of these sinful emotions displayed through rivalry. This is a beautiful truth, but an ending at its bitterest.
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Idyll's End: Introduction
Do you know what's its like to have all your loved ones loose sight of who they were... where they came. Visions perished in the heart of that mighty homeborn slave in and out of the conquerors house. Destroyed with the sword and forced to behave ways that were almost impossible considering the culture they emerged. Ah but they are rebellious indeed, rejecting truth to continue on in vanity. Let the enemy have his pleasure. Because he shall soon make his bed. Heaviness of Idylls End. To a servant of rulers, and to the servant's ruler. Choose life or our home will be smitten with a curse.
To unite and seek a common goal at best. Return back to YAH. All soul, All heart, All might. Humble ourselves, seek his face, and pray toward Yerushalyim. With no rest, let your hearts cry out for Zion. Look at where we are? The power is in us all. You see when I first arrived here. I thought I could perfect the strength alone. But its bigger this time, we are a team, a family, and all the oppressed wait for us to get our acts together. Over-stand. Though they seek to mingle with us, they will not cleave but will break so easy. One could grab a stone and hit it in the right place to sink it from its feet. Brothers and sisters we are that rock cutout with no hands.
The unique culture and way of life the Sovereign Creator issued unto us may be blasphemed, but the power lies within us, and laws of YAH are the only full proof strategy to not only free us. But get us to the throne of eternity. This is a beautiful truth, but an ending at its bitterest.
Idyll's End: Instructor's Questions
Who am I? Only if you forget shall I say who am I?
It is to none avail. How could one prevail? How could two Samurai put
10,000 gunners to flight? Or 2 gunners, put ten thousand Samurai to flight. How could greed refuse Gomer to send allies at Moscow and loose the war? Or the fearful influence of Ammon's mind to not bomb one more time?
Who sit's upon the circle of the earth? Moving chess pieces and pulling strings?
Who will obey, or whose thirst is more powerful? Shall we die? As the serpent's plan? Will we overpower the celestial chaos that threatens our birthright of the firstborn? Our duty to what our fathers and mothers worked so hard for. Remember who you are and where you came from?
This beauty shall soon fade away, as the flower of the field. But never forget the milestones and pit stops, and look to what is valued in his eyes.
Idyll's End: Battlestyle Poem
Remix, the mixers chaos in my sword, exlixers.
Keep your charge with perfect heart I picture
the order in your law is the force with me hard
Im back again, do I go forth, with the airs to David throne
Tough as Eleazar, Omri, Yosh, and Caleb,
Shemgar we reach for and inspire of the valley of the dry bones
The Reinvention, I am the book of life, of no pen to opinion
To look to another men for guidance, bonfire inside us.
Don't take a cloudy day for defense, restore comfort to comfort
The King of Kings of all men, you got wisdom spirit, pray to keep it
600 men will fall, teeth for eating and grenade bombs
Agent orange and napalm, Shammah, Devorah, Adino
To the tribal lineage of people, Pray to YAH there is no equal.
Book is Sealed, no need for sequels, extinct the prophet
EliYAH will bring peace to all us, Im calling YAH though.
Troublesome spirits continue to follow, so strip me naked of possession.
Till your spirit possessed me, I call you Almighty YAH.
Cause that's your essence, my last breath of death, raised me up better.
Idyll's End: Scriptures of Truth
(Daniel 11:31-36)
Dan 11:31 And arms shall stand on his part, and they shall pollute the sanctuary of strength, and shall take away the daily sacrifice, and they shall place the abomination that makes desolate.
Dan 11:32 And such as do wickedly against the covenant shall he corrupt by flatteries: but the people that do know their God shall be strong, and do exploits.
Dan 11:33 And they that understand among t
