Kalki - Onyx Mists (ft. Deepak Chopra) | Текст песни

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I write supersonic light psalms
Like comet Ison, strong like pythons
Honestly right wrongs,
Bond like Night & Morn
Strike a gong like lightening at Dawn
Or the Light that spawns righteous songs
My might’s dominant like lycan throngs
I take flight & cross continents
Stave fright, yet what I wrought is ominous
My thoughts are bottomless
My talk is onerous & cryptic
But my sonic gifts decrypt the onyx mists
Fogs & blizzards calmly lift
Gods & wizards in my army enlisted
Goddesses exquisite, water nymphs
Forest wisps & glorious mystics
I’m a sordid mess but I’m far from listless
Horrid jesters I spar with in the course of lectures
Their talk is wretched, of stars & whips
I’m a gorgeous mesmer, a Martian prince
Martial artist linguistic that spars with writs
I guard my scriptures in a warded prism
Your God is wicked, a warden of prisons
& you’re the morbid prisoners
Unaware in the Sun’s glare
That it’s all just visions
I’m scrawling wisdom on paper
Listen & save yourself
What I’ve written is to slay your Self
With the aid of spells
While you bathe in Hells
Craving tales knavish
I’m an Elven gazer
I watch the skies till they meld in rays
You plot to die in a wealth of ways
My wealth is praises & respect
It’s my braided necklace
12 Jewels are displayed in message
A well’s pool is where I bathe in essence
It stays connected to an ocean Akashic
I’m potent & Gnostic, Coastal & Coptic
The ghosts that I walk with
are the hosts of my lost scripts
You talk slick but I walk it
You mock kids & prophets
I’m washing your optics
You can’t give what you cannot get
You can’t give without a profit
You cop & drop shit
I wrought gems for your lost kids
You taught men to talk sick
& taught them that women are objects
Wicked & toxic
Your living is noxious
Women are the Goddess
If you live in a project
It’s a given you should progress & complete it
Don’t march with elitists
You’re aborting the foetuses
Of the next generations of geniuses
The blessed veneration of Jesus
Shouldn’t be dressed in gender hatred
& speeches that generate wretched teachings
Like White supremacist meetings
Quite the nemesis demon
The West & it’s Evil became
Like needles in veins
Injecting poisons, so you’re heedless & vain
Rejecting choices you believe in
Only deepens the pain
What I steep in my sayings is bleak
But I’m speaking it sanely
Leaking secrets for the weak & the aimless
For the meek & the dangerous