My Fear Was Not Death Itself...

Inside my mind's design,

I find entwined the mystic highs of space.

Rising from the gravity (I see)

That all our trust has been misplaced.

(Slow down) These shadows still follow me (the fear, fear, fear)

We traveled so far beyond the blackened roads

(Finding so many broken homes)

We're shown divisive blackened imagery

(We're shown decisive malicious ethereal black)

Inside my mind, no longer can I roam

(Inside my mind, no longer can I stay)

The blackened image sings to me.

Bless the fire starters till the end

Burn the whole thing down, leave the middle man

Fast we're passing back then ascend

Up to newfound lands we take residence

(Burn the whole thing down then ascend)

The smoke is passing, then we bargain, with the devil and now we're still wondering why he makes us bleed (bleed, bleed)

It's for progression, it's for democracy, that's what they told us, the lying bastards

My mind's design entwined with all my lows

I ask, are my thoughts still harmless?

When I sleep, it burns, nightmares take me away

We're rising above the sacrifice that we made

To the one who created what's inside of my mind's designs and entanglements

Following what they told you (bun that), look inside your mind's design and entanglements

(Yeah)

The designs will reveal itself (self, self)

Slowly

What is this feeling taking over

Set fire, watch it burn

Honoring creeds, taking what was lost

Inside my mind's eye, I see blood from the enemy

Freedom (entwined in my designs, I see your reckoning)

The soul within me no man can degrade

Pushing now, we're taking back the fruits of all our labor (what you mean)

White man wants to really tell me what I really think about my ancient history

Repeating, this repeating, we're repeating this cycle of ravenous

My fear was not of death itself, but a life without meaning and its faculties

Pushing now, we're taking back the fruits of our oppressors and holy men

Pushing and we're repeating and pushing this whole cycle of ravenous

But it's them we feed, we're stuck in cycles of ravenous

Powers of the greedy and corrupted entangle us

Buried are the seeds of uprising and empowerment

Buried are the seeds of our repeated empowerments