As I watch me surrender to evil, and live in acceptance where love is at a distance; and belief resembles elegance swimming in a cataclysmic ruination of life. It’s all math formulas; some stay liquid and literally mix themselves up, while others become solids in express. Music for the masses, and so all eyes remain blind and addicted to the plastic, beauty’s just a mask kid. And everyone’s _________, yet everyone’s beautiful to me. We’re all wearing imperceptible handcuffs and I.D with a metal magnetic stripe that only works in a bank or a police car. We’re today’s dinosaur falling in a space-aged tar that is better known as this prejudiced democracy. We’re voting for presidents, while the queen makes all the decisions. Whose new world is it, when it’s on the blood of the indigenous. My third eye witnessed the pain of immoral incantation, and now even I speak English, which is second to my Spanish. I’m so far from my language, feeling the propelling of the reliance, through the spelling of my science. This is what the sign says, “Instinct erases the blindness”. So align yourself without alienating yourself from the worlds to come. Remember the slash is the sum and the past is the sun. people are powerful created as a universe colliding into one another. To fear explosions is to fear Revolution. Revolution is for freedom not race. No matter what happens, even when we die, home is beyond this outer space.
//Revolution is for freedom no race// x4
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net ]
As I watch my blood soak into the pores of the sidewalk concrete, that keeps me from the natural soil; my love, the poison from the pencil to the paper to the education, be labored to later becoming the day-bird that never sings, just builds his nest. Programmed manifest, destiny programmed as a man, lest to be. The Options are numerous yet all confined to the government control is the role they play, this methodical amusement, such as this futuristic delusion. The robots are coming, and they’re screaming as if people; almost created as a human substitute. The intent is to institute the youth and barcode them with tracking devices. We’re laboratory mice, controlled under the credence of Christ; saturating ourselves with material mannequins, suffocating what’s real to a political balance. I’m numb to the point of death, yet here I share my thirst of nothing but life, instinct and precision, division and television. Tear down all the antennas to change all these conditions. Hollywoods mission is to make you believe, evil is a movie, the devil is Tim curry and Tom cruise will save us all. All the prophecies engraved on the walls of a ruin. We’re the people who killed the Indians, pilgrims or Jewish. You wish to be free of Hitler, Still in America, you’re as equal a killer. AZTLAN will rise into corn and eliminate the hate that’s born in the land of the KKKnot Soul free, These Mechanical Nazis.