Prince Rai
10-17-2008, 09:50 AM
Peace
Bronze Feet, Prince Rai and Sheepish Lord of Chaos bring forward a collaboration unanimously titled "Harbingers of Heaven"
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y18/princerai/Michael1.jpg
I'm an Archangel evangelical, live amongst celestials
monumental golden pillars i stand as Gab(U)riel/
ambrosial aromas flow in the air, the defender of light
and the ender of dispair, illuminate the night like flares/
my presence is transendance, golden armour striken
with heavenly elegence, adamant forms my swords tip/
dipped in the holiest waters, lured many demons to the slaughter
in the name of the Father, we brung the end to Sodom and Gemorah
often refered as the angel of death, your counting down the minutes
momentarily left, until bright light and shield with the Holy Crest/
snatch out your demons, all evil thoughts you percievin, all the
while you tell me you started believin, decievin me, try again heathen/
still piecin together the signs left behind, of battles divine, they still
preach and make shrines, but yet they still blind/
be still in mind, to see the master design, locked in dark corners
we strive against demons confined, conflicted between spiriualistic/
disturb the rhythmic patterns, predictably pick precise movements
take flight, remove the heads of devil, a thunderous strike/
justice is our wrath and might, we rest beyond your sight defenders of life through this prolific age, written scripit on this Archangel Page/
some of the mightest slain, when the bloodshed rains, God calls thy name,
herald ascension my descention is divine intervention, now is
the time for redemption, my selection of heaven or hell/
depends on your testament
let truth and light prevail
hold thy devilish tongue of statement
with foresight i see thou art foresaketh
The reach of light is diminished as the sun is covered by the wings of Nephilims,
the face of God covered in thick sheets of ice,
Uriel's arrival prophesised, in the Second Book of Esdras,
people bleed holy love in the name of Karma Sutras,
red words carved into stone to be read as mystic Mantras,
more powerful than Goliath and Mirandas, holy ghosts and christmas santas,
false glory of hope, the night settles on the colour of my ink,
dark verses cloaked branded Apocryphas, demons cry out my name in pain,
the fire burns endlessly, burning a thousand men of utter vain,
the holiest Massacre of the Innocents,
the archangel of salvation promises heavenly residence,
the reign of the three arch angels serves as precedence,
our minds combined a festival of magnificense.
Bear witness to an alteration of physical realities, the thought alone
twists global mentalities, drowned in ecstasy like the God Dionysis,
we restore the leaves back onto the trees, we change the seasons at will alone
and do so without reasons like Saint Jerome.
We see people in fake conversions, in faiths riddled by perversions,
my wings hover over sanded dunes,
in order to blast the false gods back into their tombs,
three angels elevate spears into the sky, the ground shakes in fear
as people believe they prepare to die, but like shooting stars,
the spears feed the sky and pierce the ice covering the Al-Mighty,
who strikes lightning into the path of the angels of death,
they miscommunicate their desire because they are deaf,
and leave the Earth while the sun shines with new Zest.
It is 5:13 with 15 seconds to go we promised lands now we scammed
By theatrics with mad men masked with paper planes call it “advertisement”/
Maximum carnage grasping pens genocide ends lives came back from the dead
In dread my beard blends with the weather ends storms are fronted by solar rays stunting/
Changing on the fly costing lives wit nicks and bruises
It depends on time & era we in if I was “borg” I’d be called “3 of 9”
Showing you how we do phasing taken placements when we creating a nation/
Booking lives through scriptures shocking pictures were deleted “King James”
Shame on the game taking out knowledge born regiments we “uneducated”/
Afro armed cathode fast pace though the “making of” asking look taxing
Drastic facets passing off letters through subscripts and hieroglyphics/
Disciple Fourth generalist pagan’s risked it, and orthodox fixed it
We blow kisses on it, forfeit our rights to atonement “thanks for giving”/
Book me, Daniel, Joshua my flow philosophizing rocking apostle armor
Jarvis harvest flows in the forms of hallows never hollows we don’t mess with “talons”/
Spread the arch mage of lions dying arts genetic archive spark nines apocrypha
Emceeing is June bugging domino armed thugs telling me we’re to blame/
I got chapters waiting to be printed with it being 10:13 at night
I got 12 more hours before 1 comes back around/
Achievement sound scan down ultra funds drumming up solar rays when the man
Many are named after the “Lord’s Commander” so when my fellow Joshua asked/
I told him to remove his kicks; this land you spit cha game on is holy property
If you understand theocracy then hypocrisy is the opposite to politics/
Never cussing sorry if I’ve said cha name in vein
I took blood and exchanged it for yours/
War of the Sons death behold darkness never shines in light
Just reflects back as “shadows”/
One half we battled check the team
We shadowed with shade we played/
Please feel free to drop your comments
Bronze Feet, Prince Rai and Sheepish Lord of Chaos bring forward a collaboration unanimously titled "Harbingers of Heaven"
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y18/princerai/Michael1.jpg
I'm an Archangel evangelical, live amongst celestials
monumental golden pillars i stand as Gab(U)riel/
ambrosial aromas flow in the air, the defender of light
and the ender of dispair, illuminate the night like flares/
my presence is transendance, golden armour striken
with heavenly elegence, adamant forms my swords tip/
dipped in the holiest waters, lured many demons to the slaughter
in the name of the Father, we brung the end to Sodom and Gemorah
often refered as the angel of death, your counting down the minutes
momentarily left, until bright light and shield with the Holy Crest/
snatch out your demons, all evil thoughts you percievin, all the
while you tell me you started believin, decievin me, try again heathen/
still piecin together the signs left behind, of battles divine, they still
preach and make shrines, but yet they still blind/
be still in mind, to see the master design, locked in dark corners
we strive against demons confined, conflicted between spiriualistic/
disturb the rhythmic patterns, predictably pick precise movements
take flight, remove the heads of devil, a thunderous strike/
justice is our wrath and might, we rest beyond your sight defenders of life through this prolific age, written scripit on this Archangel Page/
some of the mightest slain, when the bloodshed rains, God calls thy name,
herald ascension my descention is divine intervention, now is
the time for redemption, my selection of heaven or hell/
depends on your testament
let truth and light prevail
hold thy devilish tongue of statement
with foresight i see thou art foresaketh
The reach of light is diminished as the sun is covered by the wings of Nephilims,
the face of God covered in thick sheets of ice,
Uriel's arrival prophesised, in the Second Book of Esdras,
people bleed holy love in the name of Karma Sutras,
red words carved into stone to be read as mystic Mantras,
more powerful than Goliath and Mirandas, holy ghosts and christmas santas,
false glory of hope, the night settles on the colour of my ink,
dark verses cloaked branded Apocryphas, demons cry out my name in pain,
the fire burns endlessly, burning a thousand men of utter vain,
the holiest Massacre of the Innocents,
the archangel of salvation promises heavenly residence,
the reign of the three arch angels serves as precedence,
our minds combined a festival of magnificense.
Bear witness to an alteration of physical realities, the thought alone
twists global mentalities, drowned in ecstasy like the God Dionysis,
we restore the leaves back onto the trees, we change the seasons at will alone
and do so without reasons like Saint Jerome.
We see people in fake conversions, in faiths riddled by perversions,
my wings hover over sanded dunes,
in order to blast the false gods back into their tombs,
three angels elevate spears into the sky, the ground shakes in fear
as people believe they prepare to die, but like shooting stars,
the spears feed the sky and pierce the ice covering the Al-Mighty,
who strikes lightning into the path of the angels of death,
they miscommunicate their desire because they are deaf,
and leave the Earth while the sun shines with new Zest.
It is 5:13 with 15 seconds to go we promised lands now we scammed
By theatrics with mad men masked with paper planes call it “advertisement”/
Maximum carnage grasping pens genocide ends lives came back from the dead
In dread my beard blends with the weather ends storms are fronted by solar rays stunting/
Changing on the fly costing lives wit nicks and bruises
It depends on time & era we in if I was “borg” I’d be called “3 of 9”
Showing you how we do phasing taken placements when we creating a nation/
Booking lives through scriptures shocking pictures were deleted “King James”
Shame on the game taking out knowledge born regiments we “uneducated”/
Afro armed cathode fast pace though the “making of” asking look taxing
Drastic facets passing off letters through subscripts and hieroglyphics/
Disciple Fourth generalist pagan’s risked it, and orthodox fixed it
We blow kisses on it, forfeit our rights to atonement “thanks for giving”/
Book me, Daniel, Joshua my flow philosophizing rocking apostle armor
Jarvis harvest flows in the forms of hallows never hollows we don’t mess with “talons”/
Spread the arch mage of lions dying arts genetic archive spark nines apocrypha
Emceeing is June bugging domino armed thugs telling me we’re to blame/
I got chapters waiting to be printed with it being 10:13 at night
I got 12 more hours before 1 comes back around/
Achievement sound scan down ultra funds drumming up solar rays when the man
Many are named after the “Lord’s Commander” so when my fellow Joshua asked/
I told him to remove his kicks; this land you spit cha game on is holy property
If you understand theocracy then hypocrisy is the opposite to politics/
Never cussing sorry if I’ve said cha name in vein
I took blood and exchanged it for yours/
War of the Sons death behold darkness never shines in light
Just reflects back as “shadows”/
One half we battled check the team
We shadowed with shade we played/
Please feel free to drop your comments