man my mother sees my death in her dreams
though she whispers when she says it its like deafening screams
screamin lift me towards the heaven lord the lessons that i sing
pleading please receive my brethren as the lessons that i seek
she decrescendos trembling remembering me as a shorty
like so many warnings towards my glory on the other side of morning
lord dont let my brothers cry before thee
or adore me
those that mourn me know theres more in store
im somehwere else recordin
still she worries and feels a blurry vision
spillin warm weep
i see the steam risin from her cheeks like angel feet forming
jesus reachin forth receives me gleamin
redeemed in scorched heat
beneath the warring horse good mourning
like angel feet storming
where aint no sleep snoring
and hate dont keep forming
this mortal ache can leave and make believe kings will be rewarded
father order takes his seat we peep us weeping like my mother
on the other side of this mourning stuck in reaping for my brothers
feels like a fight against time without a second to waste
feels like awaking to cold sweats with death's breath in my face
every second i get is a second i get to set this record straight
we're called to step this lake but break
cant hesitate and levitate
feels like a race against my fate without a second to lose
a taste to second guess my faith without direction or proof
but they cant take me till you take me lord perfection in you
hellish recollecting upon your death bed
nothing left except truth

she cries shes always there too late to save me
i reply
that not a bird shall fall out the sky without his eyes appraising
the place it takes me when i say it
makes me hate me when im faking
makes me gravely grateful
thankful for this day
for my baby, for my lady, for my brothers, for my father, for my mother
getting up from under my blunders
heavens cup that others discovered
centered the sun conductin the thunder
betterered the eye stuck in the wonders
said it to i the medicine does work
settin to rise restin from done works
word to the wise edits my mother
set it to pride set it assunder
set it to love get it unearthed
so much is said in one word
one sec one breath yet its unheard
one test one left caressin confessin one word
confessions one word


feels like a race against time without a second to waste
feels like awaking to cold sweats with death's breath in my face
every second i get is a second i get to set this record straight
we're called to step this lake but break
cant hesitate and levitate
feels like a race against my fate without a second to lose
a taste to second guess my faith without direction or proof
but they cant take me till you take me lord perfection in you
hellish recollecting upon your death bed
nothing left except truth


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