(Verse 1: Robert Mavro) I sat by Muhammed Dreams scarred ambition was damaged I witness demons soul fiending in the evening they ravaged The women & children, blood spilt; air smelt of panic I pray for the pilgrim & even for the selfish & lavish I look to the atlas, witness God's will being established I'm asking "what happened?" looked to my right and he vanished I'm cursing out "dammit!", cos I thought he left me alone Look to the West & I see J watching the throne Looking composed, I wonder if it's cool to approach I tremble not cold, cos I feel the sin in my bone He beckons me home, even points & offers a seat I'm looking around wondering if He's talking to me? It must be me! So watch me as I walk relieved In front of the envious eyes of the damned and deceased I'm happy to be here in the presence of The Power Knowing He'll protect my soul from The Last Hour I'm with The Prophets (Verse 2: Robert Mavro) I stood beside Moses As the eye of Ra scrambled & they try to stay focused I watched the waves split in half whilst dividing opponents A sign from The Potent we were a**igned by The Potent To bring the knowledge of the solemn & strong from the past Yes they know who we are, we're solving problems with no sword but a staff We're sought from afar like that little star in the East He's harder to please but your faith is harder to see And true say heavens gates are even harder to reach So study my speech, better yet study my verse & you will emerge wiser than King Solomon's slurs I'm honoured & first to bring you more profound proverbs Than Joey's crew in the bible, bada** on arrival My pen be the truth and my tongue is its recital I'm happy & delightful in the presence of The Power Knowing He'll protect my soul from The Last Hour I'm with The Prophets