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The view was blacker than night
Blacker than Africans back trackin' creation
Turning dark into light
Blacker than the backdrop of the heavens back when it cracked off
And the pride of the Angels cost them a fight
A price paid in the flesh
Their debt is the breath of this life
Blacker than thoughts
Seen through the eyes of a woman
Married to a man who makes his livin' beatin' his wife
Having forgotten himself
He lays hands on the bridegroom of the Christ
Blacker than the inside of a womb
Inside of a tomb
Buried in shadows on the dark side of the moon
They thought if the light didn't reach her
Than her Son wouldn't bloom
But Isis is Mary in death
Full of joy, her baby boy pressed to her chest
While jumpin' the broom
Blacker than the factor of absence
Blacker than the day after a night lacquered with absinthe
Blacker than the fabric of time
Wrapped in the play of the tragically fractured self centered mind
Our discontentedness still screamin' the winter is mine!
A tale of fiction entitled The Splintered Divine
God screamed as they dreamed they were fractals
They seemed practically dead
But were more aptly actually alive
So we cried
And light streamed from our eyes


So stare long
Into this abyss which you grip with iron fists
And give it a kiss as you wish it away
I am the beggar who's song
Is don't feed me teach me to fish and make fire from clay
Who once thought desire would lead me to bliss
And the reason is this
The eye of a needle is easy to miss
I needed a myth
To explain how these hands heal the blind while I bleed from the wrists
You may never see me but I leave you with this
As all that I am recedes to the season of mist
Received with burning amethyst flame
In this
The Garden of Eden
Where even the trees whisper of freedom
And speak of the secrets they hear from the rain
What I have eaten of knowledge
Consumes me in blackness til my shadows cease to exist
And there
Where I am nothing
I remember my name
And laugh at the pain


from Salem Jeru, released June 23, 2017
produced by Suplex from Beat Bruisers
mixed and mastered by Ghost of 8412 Music


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