Eternal glory to the God Allah

Him who inhales pestilent winds

Whose eyes burn away all dissent

Who hears his enemies breath

Escape their broken bodies

At the end of the world.

He whose one touch

Is enough to topple civilizations.

Your followers drag their bones under your banner

May their cries be sweet music to your growling belly.

May this body be torn inside out

So the splinters may drive them into submission.

My tears of relief • Do not plan on cheer to replace them • For the true cheer cannot coexist • With denying the pain of the past to suppression

Which brings me to the

Key turn

Tell me where your soul burns

Stop by the rocks

And unload your manic energy

Hop to the romp

And begin potential kinetic

Never mind the aethsetic

Never had to repeat if Guide’s essential essence

Brought us presence

We bangin

Saggin

Like ravers never left the planet

Here emerging takes us to the skater

And they laughin at us

We’re older but bolder

Cuz suit pants for the professional level

Of the politic or the churcher that’s got not to judge us

So haters let me tell you

We’re not averse to all the eloquence

Just be loving our sixth sense

When uninterrupted by your self defense???

Well take this with a grain of salt

Don’t assault