I read secrets in the hand, from birth to cemetery
Blessed like Silent Mary, the mind͛s my secret monastery
Dressed in sky clothes, I leave corpses
For vultures to eviscerate and run untamed like wild horses
My home is on a distant star
Blistering with dry heat, so I blaze like crematoria
When I see death from afar, sing the war-cries my idols sung
Make peace with the air and dust, then blast from an iron lung
Blue bird in the centre of my universe, sing for me
Bittersweet symphonies the void and I are similes
Phoenix out the ashes, see the poor girl͛s never broken
Alone but never lonesome, I sleep with third eye open
And dream dreams of battlefields where crows feast on carrion
And carry on, fully-armed – Blakrok, red-blooded barbarian
Dead leaves swirling around my feet like dervishes
I͛m Atlas with the globe, chip on my shoulder where the burden is
Cloudy visions can͛t see where light begins and I desist
The wind shifts the sands; we wilt away like dying irises
Breathe the breath of life; I͛m mother to rebels and outcasts
Footprints of light illuminate the darkest path
So I wear this cloak of raven feathers, holding a sceptre
As letters from the ether fall like rain on arid deserts
Welcome to the land of gray where troubles never cease
And Man͛s awakening is accompanied by grief
So I wear this cloak of raven feathers, holding a sceptre
As letters from the ether fall like rain on arid deserts
Welcome to the land of gray where troubles never cease
And Man's awakening is accompanied by grief
See the self... bent at the spine, a thousand year old heroine
The Muse of classic novelists and Elohim
Dissecting structure physically, to trace my struggle patterns
Why in the deepest darkness my soul beams like a lantern
Engineered in female form... silent carrier of the force
I'm a sandstorm in desert dunes, a shadow with a torch
As tombstones whisper my name across graveyards
Familiar like spiky words that pierce through heavy hearts
I breathe smoke particles
My attitude shifting with moon, open-book,
Gods read me like an article
Celestial, my rhyme-style blasts like a cannon
As rare as a moment of clarity, I'm a mammoth
Ambling thru space-time... and... elephant boneyards
Emotional equivalent of Mozart
Classic. How verbal blades can dismember a fascist
Seven active chakras so the prana travels fastest
To a future imagined, transform bad energies
Electric symphonies – I play conductor in magnetic fields
Note the coded notes, it's superstrings and entities
Whose strategies in quiet storms, speak in lightning streaks
So I wear this cloak of raven feathers, holding a sceptre
As letters from the ether fall like rain on arid deserts
Welcome to the land of gray where troubles never cease
And Man͛s awakening is accompanied by grief
So I wear this cloak of raven feathers, holding a sceptre
As letters from the ether fall like rain on arid deserts
Welcome to the land of gray where troubles never cease
And Man's awakening is accompanied by grief