Mankind's Quest
Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2004 11:44 am
It seems like mankind is drownin' in its own cryin' sea/
And the air bubbles are the few who are still trying to breath/
Tryin' to be, anything else but what the rest try and decree/
Mankind's chances have crashed and only a few are findin debris/
As if we wanted safety, yet many still cant find peace/
Let the lord guide the soul to the right path/
Some take the chance, fuck up, and go right back/
Some take the time to educate themselves/
Not on others' problems but their own darkness that dwells/
The self hate that swells-
The concious that rebels-
Crushing the braincells to gel-
Trapped inside a slowly closing cell/
Till the senses produce allusions and smells-
The charcoal ash of hell/
It's farewell to the sanity of his humanity-
Submit to the vanity and participate in profanity/
I over look the path that the prior man went/
Played dominos with talesmen and the ten commandments/
Cracked in half, letting the immortal spirit spew/
Man heard my words in hebrew and gradually they were skewed/
The holy number 7, representing heaven-
Misconstrued from the styxx in which you laid your head in/
Flowing the color in which the body bled in/
The souls do not maintain-They are spread to traits compressing/
reposessing a mortals' skin with the words of god's blessing/
chigh-adeem, shareem-adoni-
Meaning the streams of dreams place the colors in your eyes/
Ambission, the spirit struggling but never submitting/
Every life ended leaves purgatory in a state of forever shifting/
Sifting through the sands of time-The Body And The Mind/
The hypnotizing shines from Prime Angels of the rhymes/
A muse assigned, to every being possessed-with a soul/
Fingerprints are the crest of the mind, laced with traces of gold/
The pointed edge from the spear of Cane is shaped into the waist/
The bold presence of Adam placed from the throat to the organs with which it is you taste/
A molecule, shared between thieves and enemies/
The killing of relatives is a stern and firm belief/
Since the age, of Luciphers felt presence/
The plan was to kill God and reinvent him/
The craft practiced in pitch black darkness/
The Third Eye shakra's power was fully harnessed/
The teeth used in the verbal speech were his sharpest/
Leaving a path of banished souls rising from their carcases/
Flipping the deerskin pages from Tibetian's Book Of The Dead/
My Body shook from my head and spine down to the tips of my hands/
For this was man, and his liberties to quivver fear/
Of The questions in which were answered but did not hear/
As dawn appeared-
And the sun rose from the East-
Frozen was the monster's throne and the sacrificing of beasts/
Banished to a place beyond pain-
Colored in the blood from the veins of all who were slain/
His existence is anger and therefore fire is his sibling/
Never to transpire out of the damned's scribblings...
And the air bubbles are the few who are still trying to breath/
Tryin' to be, anything else but what the rest try and decree/
Mankind's chances have crashed and only a few are findin debris/
As if we wanted safety, yet many still cant find peace/
Let the lord guide the soul to the right path/
Some take the chance, fuck up, and go right back/
Some take the time to educate themselves/
Not on others' problems but their own darkness that dwells/
The self hate that swells-
The concious that rebels-
Crushing the braincells to gel-
Trapped inside a slowly closing cell/
Till the senses produce allusions and smells-
The charcoal ash of hell/
It's farewell to the sanity of his humanity-
Submit to the vanity and participate in profanity/
I over look the path that the prior man went/
Played dominos with talesmen and the ten commandments/
Cracked in half, letting the immortal spirit spew/
Man heard my words in hebrew and gradually they were skewed/
The holy number 7, representing heaven-
Misconstrued from the styxx in which you laid your head in/
Flowing the color in which the body bled in/
The souls do not maintain-They are spread to traits compressing/
reposessing a mortals' skin with the words of god's blessing/
chigh-adeem, shareem-adoni-
Meaning the streams of dreams place the colors in your eyes/
Ambission, the spirit struggling but never submitting/
Every life ended leaves purgatory in a state of forever shifting/
Sifting through the sands of time-The Body And The Mind/
The hypnotizing shines from Prime Angels of the rhymes/
A muse assigned, to every being possessed-with a soul/
Fingerprints are the crest of the mind, laced with traces of gold/
The pointed edge from the spear of Cane is shaped into the waist/
The bold presence of Adam placed from the throat to the organs with which it is you taste/
A molecule, shared between thieves and enemies/
The killing of relatives is a stern and firm belief/
Since the age, of Luciphers felt presence/
The plan was to kill God and reinvent him/
The craft practiced in pitch black darkness/
The Third Eye shakra's power was fully harnessed/
The teeth used in the verbal speech were his sharpest/
Leaving a path of banished souls rising from their carcases/
Flipping the deerskin pages from Tibetian's Book Of The Dead/
My Body shook from my head and spine down to the tips of my hands/
For this was man, and his liberties to quivver fear/
Of The questions in which were answered but did not hear/
As dawn appeared-
And the sun rose from the East-
Frozen was the monster's throne and the sacrificing of beasts/
Banished to a place beyond pain-
Colored in the blood from the veins of all who were slain/
His existence is anger and therefore fire is his sibling/
Never to transpire out of the damned's scribblings...