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The Heirophant
03:02
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Verse One
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I’m a field of life force that permeates and structures the vast Universe,
i built up the night sky with love,
i visualise the source of certain planes constructed,
that pass through my third eye to vibrate
these shields of light for wars wielded,
to shield us from hate in its many forms and shapes.
I'm still the same child that played with fire till i became it.
i saw spirals of revelations, sampsons sun cycle comes full circle
until i break it, affiliated, well respected in hells depths,
with connections to high planes
while my enemies still remain in their lesser vibrations
disconnected, My brothers Try escape life with drugs
Cause they cant accept it, Suck pipes, I guess its Tuf Luk
for ya essence. Misdirected, Infected.
suck blood for the venom, many of us can’t pump the engine
without the rush of something that feels like ascension.
Hook
The hierophant
see through the skies and left
the cries that the silent wept
reach the highest ascension
and teach the minds
through the time thats spent.
Verse Two
Lines of light ranged in the non-space of my mind,
clusters and constellations of data Like city lights
trailed across the night scape, but wait...
I'm still not accustomed to this life so i try escape through vices
until iv sunk straight safe in amongst them
becoming one with my other face
veins full of substance, something strange
another mistake made, the skins cut from the snake
under the earth crust, i crave the puff to forget the pain
you observe and judge but you should’ve learnt not
to make assumptions, everything comes back
to burden ya backs with a heavy weight
and thats a certain fact my friend, catch ya last breath,
cause karmas circle comes faster than expected,
you can run laps but it will still catch you in the end.
Hook.
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The Hermit
03:47
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Verse One
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i have to hold and light my own torch to guide my soul forth
through these cold times. I walk on warped lines of forced lies
they foretold to my mind that i can’t dissolve, but I am
the guider of souls from earth to what the afterlife beholds!
The role is not to judge but provide safe passage within love
i got the passion to rise above the lies and constant violence
i once thrived off, living amongst the parasites, I had to isolate,
seperate from the destructive path i had strayed.
a faithful heart misplaced. I still can’t wave away past mistakes
and some still cast me shade and say my rhymes nonsense.
I can’t deny I came from that same darkness
but i made my light conscious.
Hook.
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the Healer, the Server, to feel the nurture
that seals the Universe.
I’m still the Observer, Light Worker.
Verse Two
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triad of mind, spirit and soul, mirrored within my involvement
with the occult that guides my soul in light so call me Sol Ophis
Sampson was told this isn't his magnum opus.
Theres many untold scrolls of gnosis he hasn't unfolded
we still chip at the sculpture, seek help and felt guidance
from other realms, divine self discovered designs
I couldn't describe, I’m just blind tryna tell what the colours felt like
from the other side of life that numbs the minds that can’t function
to survive without sucking like a fuckin parasite
thats why I reside in imaginations paradise
an amalgamation of mountains of information
sounds of cymatic waves, ground breaking revelation.
Hook.
Verse Three
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Self search at my shrine for divine purpose
staff entwined with the serpent, learn from many life paths
reincarnate to stay guided by internal light, burn bright.
i wanna rise from Perth's dirt past the skies. I don't deserve
to be cast aside on the road to rise, I grasped the first sight
of light shown, I can’t let go! Its my last stretch for spiritual growth.
I stare at the mirrors below, See reflections i feel my spirits
within its death row. This is my last life in the physical until I've broke
through the threshold of death then my soul will be finally put to rest
through the celestial smoke, or sail and float above
if I can devote a life to love, I rised above those
that wanted my demise tied by the throat as I've awoke.
Hook.
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The World
05:23
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If higher dimensions are all connected, where we are all one,
with no false perceptions of segregation,
or any energies within dissociation, as above so below so do low vibrations contain separation?
We create realities simultaneously its paradoxically a matrix
within a box of binary layers containing cross contaminated simulations, but as humanity makes connections, as we embrace cooperation and love, above we elevate our collective consciousness into condensed dimensions and unseen frequencies
unspeakable beyond comprehension like three hits of dimethyltryptamine... breathe. I believe we will achieve ascension
within my lifetime, while corrupt systems still strive, devise to keep us apart, disconnected from love and defined by our possessions.
In a hierarchal society most bodies stuck under rocks at the bottom
of a food chain, chopped n shot with chemical concentrates and indoctrinated toxic Polluted brains. Misguided youth,
bastardised truths. While Consumers pay for more useless
Wastes of space to fill space, produced by modern day slaves
in a Sweat shop of underpaid, hunger pained youth abused
for the profit to stuff pockets of the rich mans wage!
i ain't that morbid I talk facts, all around the map that surround us
are getting gassed and tortured by ignorant royals with their fingers
in slaves they hold to gain control over natural resources
innocence spoilt in minutes their cutting the young kids to stumps
from family trees, the thick blood spills over soils
thicker than a sick duck tryna swim through a sticky muck of spilt oil!
They destroy all my people, proceed to rape mother nature disgrace
our sacred earth, desecrated her body no respect for her worth
they just take and take until theres nothing left with no concern
as long as theres still money to burn, money to burn, money to earn!
But moneys expendable, especially when it lives and breeds
out the federal reserve. They say money makes the world
turn round but it spins in reverse. Moneys a curse, moneys a curse,
moneys a burden! Our mothers a product now, her forests are burned and her children are brain washed through main stream mediums
as they try keep your knowledge a blur!
Don’t watch the TV, look outside! Watch these young girls birthed
into a world where sex sells for the hearts of lust and sadly the fact is
for most us men that thats half of us. I watch my brothers study
the bodies of goddesses as nothing except sex objects
I’m just being honest. But thats only one gender role mainly played
taught to them through portrayed scenes in TV to social media.
Our history of society subliminally cultivated most souls
feeding us to keep control!
Nowadays from a young age society has told our sisters & daughters
not to be natural and free. They call what is beautiful "impurities"
Now its seen through conditioned lenses as their insecurities.
Left with nothing but less self esteem, Cause of what?
They don’t have the rocking bod of a botoxed social robot
photoshopped model on the front cover of their magazines?
Thats the standard society tells teens is beautiful, I say
beauty is only skin deep. I wish you could’ve seen!
i once new someone that couldn’t stand it. I told her what you see
in yourself as impure i see as perfection!
but they still got depressed on the regular slashed wrists,
i guess its really skin deep. Cause they can’t have the idolised body
of someone who’s 99 percent plastic.
Masses attracted to Kardashian similar, massive tits filled with silicon
with lip fillers in. Are these kids just the after effect symptom
from the history of this fucked system?
am i the only one overthinking that they’re bringing u
to the brink of extinction? We all in the same slave ship captive
and to think that the captains trying to sink it.
But we can fix it, transcend it, together linked on a conscious grid
so big you can’t comprehend it.
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