Like sands and the hands of time, I'll shine endless,
cyphers of light that blind your perspective.
Rhymes of the solar plexus, the lost testament,
nested from the womb to the half-moon crescent.
Blessed from a peasant raised, presently made,
heavily preyed on heavenly praised, ev-ery day.
Amen, preach the teachings of Old Earth, scrolls that told first,
cold wars, tours for gold thirst.
Holy verses nd purgatory for souls cursed,
words of high-priests, high-chiefs and soldiers.
Global-filled folders, i-super novas,
stolen knowledge born forms starsized explosives.
Slow motion moments of tragic, extreme graphics,
magic balance acts of Supreme Mathematics.