space Arcane perfection Arcane illumination Arcane perfection Sweeps away darkness of the old ways Arcane illumination Welcomes the birth of another Haunting visions
nights When it's over you'll find the answer Running in the whispering rain Anno Mundi? Can you wonder! Truth of thunder, life or blame Do you see a vision of a perfect
box turns cauldron, saliva boils, then thoughts are vapor If seeing foremost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades Then a thoroughbred's accuracy isn't the focal point of perfection
the jackpot Silky symmetrical, round juicy sexual Too acceptable, smellin like watermelons Tellin all my friends about her every limb Theres no comparison Her hair in the wind
a radiant light pure and welcoming The voices of angels resonate in every direction As my visions clears I see not my earthly shell, but a new and perfect
too great and the pain is too deep The scars do not heal Your system is thoughtless and your vision is weak Your actions are hurtful You never find what
my sights is set But it's twice the threat when the ?nights is death? My mental windows refuse to close, they get exposed To the neighborhood info where the poison wind
've been mocked and accosted, to the point that I got nauseous Though my flow's been plugged enough to stop faucets I've thought often about tossing this awesome gift to the wind
in the chain reaction This world couldn't do without you, this world couldn't be without you It's perfect because you are, it's perfect because you are
with the Dogs Blood Rising, so then I ascended to the Thunder Perfect Mind. Great grey bloodspeckled slabs of slate have fallen - this is my vision in
this moving out to save your soul it came away, And took it out; Oh why? Fire burning wild, burning in the night, chasing in the wind; Shadows always
And join the ceremonial circle of one wind Eyes of stone now sleeps into eternal night This winter is forever A wind of red I rode A wind of evil cold
Dream Time was of no peace Their fleshly behavior Overbeating and proud She despised them Zi Zi Anunnaki, Kanpa The Ways of the Underworld are Perfect
my fate on the wings of a cloud Wings of a cloud Wings of a cloud Wings of a cloud You can keep your vision of a perfect world It's just a matter of
Really something to behold Lord So irresponsible With the powers of creation A princess crowned in jewels Robed in the finest cloth Dauntlessly invincible So perfect
of one great massive frustration Prostrated by the stream of dread Aggressive expressions as the ground turns red And the burning coal And the voice of the wind
Visions about you bring tears to my eyes All that surrounds you were secrets and lies You were my strength you were my dream We were a perfect team Our