Enlightenment Lyrics

Let us bow our heads

A spirit in becoming land

The tears in a mothers hand

The precious lamb of God

And the subjugating son of man

Sweat above your eyes

Undulated by a dozen lamps

Fire in the skies

Set ablaze to the olive branch

Let the winged rise

Let the chained remain silent

Look em in their eyes

Bet the demons get violent

Left to fight the horrors

Riches kept away in private

You couldn't find the Truth

Cause half you children misguided

Now the maggots in the meat

You can see it in their speech

Feel the pupils dilating

While they shuffling their feet

See em droolin' from their mouths

While they countin' up the bread

But it's slaughter to the sheep

Promise, you already dead

Descending out the tunnel

Trumpets playing to the entrance

All of us gonna get an afterlife sentence

No matter in your hole

Or in the highest sky scraper

Can't nobody hide from the Eye of The Forsaker

Descending out the tunnel

Trumpets playing to the entrance

All of us gonna get an afterlife sentence

No matter in your hole

Or in the highest sky scraper

Can't nobody hide from the Eye of The Forsaker

The lamp is yours to light

He can restore your sight

He'll give you everything you need

But this is yours to fight

And all the demons in your choices feeling pure delight

With all the weakness in your being on for show tonight

Feel the voices in your head

Taste the joy of vice

Live enough to raise the dead

Or they'll destroy your life

To follow those you never met

Is pretty poor advice

Never hearing what they said

But they control the mic

I'm just a man

But don't push me

Bring down the righteous hand of Yahweh

On the land if they shush me

Cause only God controls the mighty

And as it should be

Let the dogs fall to the feet

Of those that could be

And would be

The best, and the brightest among the most

Let them listen to words of the Father

The Son

And Ghost

And let them hold it close, almost choking it down within

Cause you'll never get this close again

Amen

Descending out the tunnel

Trumpets playing to the entrance

All of us gonna get an afterlife sentence

No matter in your hole

Or in the highest sky scraper

Can't nobody hide from the Eye of The Forsaker

Descending out the tunnel

Trumpets playing to the entrance

All of us gonna get an afterlife sentence

No matter in your hole

Or in the highest sky scraper

Can't nobody hide from the Eye of The Forsaker

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the lord my soul to keep

And if I die before I wake

I pray the lord, my soul to take