NighTmAre:Dreams of Above
Beat Produced by IronMic Ent@mp3.com....A dream i had but haven't decyphered yet....
Godly Sins
Luke 6:34-36: "And if ye lend to them of whom ye hope to receive, what thank have ye? for sinners also lend to sinners, to receive as much again. But love ye your enemies, and do good, and lend, hoping for nothing again; and your reward shall be great, and ye shall be the children of the Highest: for he is kind unto the unthankful and to the evil."
Story behind the song
just a dream i had......
Lyrics
~Nightmare~
Veins is blazing fire in my eyes like a dutch and cooking dope pies, lies and deciet what this world hold for me,
A block breed demons like lucifers caverns of minions and still unfallen angels ascending,
These dreams I have of naked bitches baths of blood these haunting depictions,
Of missing the mark and lying in what sin is and hence this the nightmares of my kin,
May my demons not pass to my kids, vanquish with my soul and not wit my seeded bliss,
These are the prayers of a descrimnate pin, pray wit jesus for 3 days in the din of satan,
Lamens is the sayonce of this waiting,
The origen of the trinity in an archway three objects light the stargate,
low stash and most def These thoughts of no end,
subconsciously my sentence and bid only in zen,
a stasis of the mind where it slowly begins ,
this raptured light that I sense is actually my soul condensed,
and though its light, descending darkness is my ending,
shadows no longer hold me to bondage,
acknowledge sleep as a solid form of purity’s homage
These are just the thoughts of a mind asleep
Having dreams of a creator that time doesn’t speak,
Answer don’t come in reality cuz the mind wont accept the casualty
Wake up and think the makeup of the world cozality
Is what we see the dream of just one man asleep
To lie awake but sleep and see reality is a dream
Mixed messages from the messiah of humanity
in a reality of obscurity,
and surely you’ll reckognize the multi levels of control,
its to early to tell the hold,
but grasp these brainfucks as a maxim of mistrust in the lust of mans bust
Of mans lust,
what the fuck am I talking about,
I wake up and its raining and a storm is about,
The windows broken and I see wings leave my site, everything that appeared bright
Is gone
were those the thoughts of the forgotten son,
don’t know but it’s a memory and faded at that,
What was he trying to tell me, ill write it down and try to gain it back,
And then I wake up again, is this for real,
This is reality must have been a dream,
Maybe one day itll make sense to me.
