I'll hear the voices, the ancestors of yesterday, Virtue's legacy of tongues Shall sound against genocide of race, Unto I focus on humble, shall not my dignity be inherited as cowardly infirmity, I stand by the instructions of the Almighty God, and Jesus the son of the savior, I take my instructions, with great wisdom of the stroll, Let thy brother stand in accord, let not their supplier of death, shall the sons of Commerce, fear not the wrath, loyalty if not embraced, worse than the midnight devil, Fear not the marksmen plan. To bare the scars of envy, spite, and scorns, That sits upon my door, I take the burning bullet, Only de lord knows the hierologic atonement I explore, For who should ever understand my horology, who shall ever walk my path, understanding the burning of psalms, that lies within my skin, In this black wings chamber, lord whispered in my ear, lord say sacrifice my son, no one shall know the end, I shall teach you what a warrior should be, cry not upon the land of death, rise to the living upon my gates, trouble shall not last for long, black wings await my chambers of the lord. Suffering through the darkness of UN recovery, Libation I stand at attention, trying to understand, the darkness that lies upon the earth, Division stronger than the rivers that rise upon mans feet , The blood that runs from my veins, I shall take the lashing of the world, I shall not stand still, I shall run through the trill of fields, where my ancestors built the liberation, I shall run with the torch, sub servant to the lord, crying no victim song, no longer shall I stand still, summoned from the hill of justice the resurrection of change, until I spread the words of the Almighty God. my people to the mountain, when will we break the indoctrination of hatred disregarding all the laws of God, shall we get it right? I herd it on the mountain of recovery, one hand on the clock. The Universe slowly comes to and end. My native land that lives by the accordance of the devil, after the legacy of our ancestors, multi color rainbow, have we come to a calamity, where man no longer care? The treason that sits upon the doors of our ancestors, The doors slowly closing, silhouetted by Satan, The scars of my hand, whispering the history, thou wisdom, thou love, waves fair well. Thou slave of avarice, that can’t stop the mind. Within thy hearing, or thy head be now, the blood has spilled, among the land, that man walk, thy caucus lye upon the grave, a reminder I have walked the land A whole history off absence, I returned, the exclusions of humanity, the air yet busy with the Blessing of the almighty, with the stir of a contention that had been raised against the humanities of God. This weapon, yet even chains, the brave emancipate the pain He’d, in triumphant and the brave man stands, awaiting The black wings of chambers, in the conference hall of the de lord Oh the mystics powers of the soul, that man is blind to thy role, oh the treaty of my ancestral strolls, my life is to die as my brother, and rise upon the cross. The redemption upon this land, has no understanding of the chambers of the lord, I shall feel no pain, as I walk through the fire of my brothers space. while I tread that gulch’s tremendous brink, Where nature shudders, and where beings sink, I come not in the ignorance of Color, man fail against himself, Implementing the depths of segregation, when the darkness continues to blind The accommodation of love, oh yet the world sings the same song, Division of Gods creations, war among war, nation against nations, battle between sexes, all in the name call prison of hell. The effort to bring forth a democracy of change, perishable by the haunted hells, An effort which, though contentment, baffled, nevertheless the old forgotten principles virtuous feeling, through the heart of the people. I continue to flap my wings. Voices to cry a symbol of dignity. Oh say can you see by the inner depths of my realms, Shall I sit in humble, Itemized beyond the hand of clutch. Nations that cry with one voice the liberation succeeds the liberties of its cause, Dysfunction has been crossed, their just intent righteous hope. To still my soul man awaits. The almighty God shall cage the beast. A humanity sing, oh glory to thee. The fountains that cry blood, title of conformity thy cross survey the words of love. Oh thy brother’s hand thou shall confess their pride of hate, when a justice sets a place for thee. When sinners fall the righteous shall stand. To allow the un forbidden Journey to sleep a lent less death let that journey sleep awhile, and join To travel forward towards Liberty, un blinding the formation which it stands, Justice shall never be blind. The almighty God has his eyes on the sun. Yet die not; do the soul it self, understands That there is a place far beyond earth, impelling the darkness conscious. Understanding the proclamation of confinements Shall deter the symbolism of creation. Solitude of justice, shall prevail in unity, evolution of the Almighty grace Assisted death fallen off thyself, foundations without support To keep a study foundation, study never to rise again, Traditions that man no longer seek, hast left behind Powers that will work if loyalties are given to God. The breathing of the a mega and Omega, the air, earth, and skies; suffocated not a breathing of the wind Shall succeed in a toxin state of mind, the soul will forget thee; exultations, agonies, And love, and man's unconquerable spirit, that resides as the living dead.