O'hene Savant - Mysterion lyrics

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O'hene Savant - Mysterion lyrics

Mysterion is “ah ha,” you go home and think about it, you won't get the message right then and there, but you go home and you think about it and you say, “aright I see, aright I get it now” Verse 1: Listen to my pen cry, sadly weeping the grief that is inside I'm the author, this is what I offer, a fourth of my universe Forever said and unsaid I spew the verse I'm the driver of the hearse that'll carry me And the hand lifting up the land that'll bury me ‘cause when I die the cocoon bursts Spawning the fear and darkness the moon cursed Let the righteous prevail and the evil will Yet the evil prevails with the evil spells For the seed that was planted to grow strange fruit I'm the weed that was damaged from those same roots My mind's eye got the earth quantized With the perfect grid the serpent hid On a virgin's bed I nap into my sleep I combat combat in Iraq Mom forgive me, my will is weak This beat is k**ing me so I'ma k** this beat I said mother forgive me, my will is weak This beat is k**ing me so I'ma k** this beat Verse 2: I'm consistently inconsistent Probably the only thing consistent in human existence I can run the distance and stay right here All in the same second rearrange light years Pisces in high Cs and low ones Allow two extremes of yin and yang son Meta slang from the tongue of Langston Strong as the songs that Marvin Gaye sung I don't play drums, my heart's a metronome Daily it fades, the art is etched in stone I should run, I succumb though to my fate I am done, I am none, no maybe wait I'm more than a great seer The imagination of Shakespeare or Coltrane's ears The d**h of those who exed Brother X Neo-theologians with flows in excess, ha Verse 3: How can you expect, nah wait a minute How can you expect soul from the soulless one? At the table of Abel we stole the crumbs With the fork of affliction it pierced the meat And this is the house made of fear and grief In which Eros died and Logos lives The imbalance of the universe promotes this This is the dirge heard by the deaf child Seen by the blind man in the X-Files Now, as we compose and decompose And the speech teach the scrolls and seize its souls I won't betray the land with e-g-o I wanna bathe the lawless CEO who rules with the iron fist And the lion (*pauses*) y'all finish it

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