[Verse 1]
I’m from the haunted heavens
I came from shadow worlds to torment reverends with black wings and eyes with drawn-on x’s
Throwing the skull in flame while I’m talking headless
Fire and brimstone rain upon me alone in the desert
I’m telling dream stories through mirror worlds where planets are scattered like marbles, the moons look like a million pearls
I rescued myself from imprisonment and exеcution
Across my chest is tatted "revolution," on my nеck is the caduceus
One serpent going up, the other serpent coming down, it’s conducive
How the sun spectrum go to rainbows condensing into juices
First a tornado condense into a volcano into a pyramid
Here’s a quiz
Chakra colors light up from the head to the naval
From purple like an eggplant to red like a tomato
Above the head is the halo, the aura, the angel
I walk through the valley of death, stepping over grave plants, echinacea and basil
I whisper little prayers, wishing you was here
Through a sage cloud, the brave native with the gray owl
Stay down before the flame
Certain words you shouldn’t say loud
After the holy name, they bowed
Two African men appeared in style, “come with us, my child”
Walked passed the Tigris to the Blue Nile
Walked through the [gentiles?]
Cooked stew, passed food
They spoke with words that were used without vowels, places and things but they were not nouns
Particular verbs as they rolled up herbs
We spoke words without sound
Reflects your reflection that’s in the picture
The shadow, the mast that’s in the mirror
The super ones I blow hookahs from
The holy house, the village invaders
The conscious kingdom of new Jerusalem
[Verse 2]
Episodes of sleep paralysis
Give me a priest or a psychologist
I got deep with the neurologist
Everyday I [?] ‘cause she had to repeat dialysis
Now I’m at peace, my acknowledgements
Before, the feeling was unsettling
Face on the floor, nightmares, crossing snakes on the skeleton
Many call, few come, New Jerusalem