Walking the streets to the true tunes of life and beats,
Created under the great Sun, Will die for righteous reasons with or without a gun,
Protect the family and watch out for the 10% who plan to imprison my son,
Knowledge is power as we are in the prelude to darkness and things to come,
Imprisonment of the mind is the grand masters and slave owners design,
Creep around street corners and walk behind enemy lines without a hint on the kid,
Watch there movements and be on the look out for subliminal messages while we all do our bid,
Each one teach one is my philosophy to those who look listen and observe,
I never follow because most dudes are straight up cowards,
My body is the temple and my mind is a power...
Created under the great Sun, Will die for righteous reasons with or without a gun,
Protect the family and watch out for the 10% who plan to imprison my son,
Knowledge is power as we are in the prelude to darkness and things to come,
Imprisonment of the mind is the grand masters and slave owners design,
Creep around street corners and walk behind enemy lines without a hint on the kid,
Watch there movements and be on the look out for subliminal messages while we all do our bid,
Each one teach one is my philosophy to those who look listen and observe,
I never follow because most dudes are straight up cowards,
My body is the temple and my mind is a power...
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Re: Poetic Scriptures for the chosen...
Wed, May 14, 2008 - 9:58 AM"My body is the temple and my mind is a power... "
This is awsome! You know, if i ever deceide to get another tatoo :),
yeah thanx for the powerful message
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Re: Poetic Scriptures for the chosen...
Wed, May 14, 2008 - 11:24 AMIn a jungle of the senses
Tinkerbell and Jack the ripper
Love has no meaning, not where they come from
But we know pleasure is not that simple
Very little fruit is forbidden
Sometimes we wobble, sometimes we're strong
But you know evil is an exact science
Being carefully correctly wrong
Chorus
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big Black Nemesis, parthenogenesis
No one move a muscle as the dead come home
We feel like Greeks, we feel like Romans
Centaurs and monkeys just cluster round us
We drink elixirs that we refine
from the juices of the dying
We are no monsters, we're moral people
and yet we have the strength to do this
This is the splendour of our achievement
Call in the airstrike with a poison kiss
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big black nemesis, parthenogenesis
No-one move a muscle as the dead come home
How bad it gets, you can't imagine
the burning wax, the breath of reptiles
god is not mocked, he knows our business
Karma could take us at any moment
Cover him up.....I think we're finished
You know it's never been so exotic
but I don't know, my dreams are visions
We could still end up with the great big fishes
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big black nemesis, parthenogenesis
No-one move a muscle as the dead come home
~ Nemesis by Shriekback
I thought these were just "cool lyrics" back in the 1980's ~ I 'get' their meanings much more today
love all-ways,
mem
