Lyrics:
has set your soul is set aflame
Behold the architect of pain
Unearthing fantasies too savage to reveal
Twisting your world with visions centuries
paper stuck to the bottom of my shoes.
There's a good me trapped inside a bad me
My wheels ain't on the road, my oars ain't in the sea
Killed by
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
Then flashin' through the interference
Beams a thousand tunes
This is tomorrow callin'
What have I to lose?
Truckin' by the railway station
I'm
bay
And my crew are the bravest ever handled an oar
And not by the tempest, they laugh at its roar
No ballroom can tempt me nor raise my despair
For
We build this monument, there's only one more chance
I am the architect. We build these dreams
Something from nothing, again and again
This is
The sound of the earthquake,
The rhythms that you make,
Are makin' my head shake in two.
Magnetized by you
Your love will pull me through
like I'm Cool J
But I'm more than just a man with a cute face
Diligent
Militant
This is serious
Got a plan that was drawn by an Architect's hand
Infinite
constructs that you cannot change
A war of emotions that welcome the rage
Behold the result of struggles divine
This architect of fire in it's grand design
like machines
Oppressed by the capitalism
System of decline, In Gold we trust!
Luciferian orders have the revelation for a mundial decease
Bow to me,
I ignite in effigy
Merge into collective thought
Matter becomes energy
I am the grand architect
Of this universe
I lead you through this
Weft
When you're broken into pieces
And crashed to the ground
You ask why to Heaven
But the answer you only decode by yourself
Deep in your mind there
I was folded by ferns
You could return the earth
All to her
Open mouth
Look up and out
Fall my failures
To the ground
I know, i know, i know all
The Star of Blazing glory in the center refers to that great luminary, the Sun, which enlightens
the earth, by its great influence giving blessings
evaporates into clouds
Low green and dangerous
Seen in the distance
Noticed by strangers
Mistaken for forests
But when I am an architect I will build a bridge
the question aren't we all god's children
You can feel the Ora, huh
Trace your diaspora bruh
Doctors, architects, explorers, huh
Mannnn ain't no ignoring us
This is not rapture, it's a cleansation
They have been observing our devastation
Our genetic architects watch their experiment imploding...
They give
I despair
Thinking of celestial souls
Uscathed by death, the rotten, the scourge
Whose skin's not melting upon the forge
Whose bones i cannot pick
with intellect
There is no reason or architect
If we murdered the master and severed the order
We would fuck and kill till there was no life left
the architect and virus so deep in my mind
When my mechanical heart refuses what you desire
Just reach between the ribs and rearrange the wires
I feel
You no longer believe
In the propaganda propagated by the same people who created all the fucking
Destruction of culture, blood, people like you
Your
Unrest
The search to find a way to heal
Disrupted by the reign
You digress
Save your breath
Architect
Of disrespect
You ingest
I divest
You infest
I
the red warmth, calmness divine I embrace
Trapped in the realm of the souldrainer
Trapped in the maze of the dark architect
Palace of the realm god
Keeper
and sisters is an honour I am proud
Side by side we have sweat and we have wept
No man or beast is fit to wear a crown
Born of violence
Born of violence
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