Текст песни Gorgon Madonna (Yugen Blakrok) с переводом

Okay, alright

I’ve been staring at these pages, mindstate purple

Mercury’s in retrograde, circles in a circle

What’s the purpose?

Slangin' these rhymes like a merchant

Hand-written in cursive

Lately, I’ve been staring at these pages, mindstate purple

Mercury’s in retrograde, circles in a circle

What’s the purpose?

(Yeah)

360, spiral the neck like a vulture goddess

Milky way patterns in the energies I harness

And my mindset, I’m high as the sky gets, multiple sunsets

Capturing thoughts with a butterfly net

'Cause true reality runs deeper than the concept

To the spectrum of your consciousness

Your pigment’s only context

This race can only be won if the psyche is steady

Even Frankenstein began as a dream, in the mind of Mary Shelley

So throw caution to the wind, focusing the mental element

Make bars crumble down like dilapidated settlements

Although threatened with hell, I’ll blast for the self, first

Splatter the optics, and damage the nerves

Thirst for blood over everything, I swing sabers like Anakin

Ambidextrous androgen, I’m both the empress and the king

Walk unseen in these verbal coliseums

Kevin Bacon with quicksilver in his skeleton

Matutinal of the Vespertine, testosterone, and estrogen

I’m all things encoding, while subliminally messaging

At times, it seems that I’m chained to all the trouble that I struggle with

My shadows huddle in the midst

'Cause the blueprint of life has hidden meanings

And deep within them, applied contradictions

Angels inter-breed with demons

See, misery loves company, it overwhelms and feeds me

Fills me as I embrace the dark and light completely

Guided by the ring of the seven sisters when the pitch darkens

Artemis gravitates my aim to where the fixed mark is

Hit the target, commander of the dart board

When wounded, I’m the essence of our Lilith, in her darkest form

Day and night worshipper, stubborn as a mule

Built my temple from her dreams and posted sentries at the vestibules

Our army of degenerate practitioners will street-sweep, petition-free,

our walls will carry signatures

Melancholic insignia — the dog’s name’s Cerberus

Past, present, and future, stay similar

Observing distant memories, fading over ages

It’s in the pain of remembrance, leave the structure ever-changing

Saw shape-shifting inspire the nihilist

Decipher mind script, hypotheses tested on self a mad scientists

Spit fire and water, I’m lion and hydra

Aloof in the distance, like the constellation of Lyra

A mystery of time, laid an egg and hatched a man

A light-god, with a staff of thunderbolts in his hand

Illuminated the vision beyond peripheral

I’m black Gorgon Medusa, feeding off your viscerals

A throwback, in the age of clones and phone taps

Metallic drones and all that, command an army of skeleton bone stacks

I measure motions sub-atomically

My thought-forms are crystallized snow, color of ebony

Shimmering

Staring at these pages, mindstate purple

Mercury’s in retrograde, circles in a circle

What’s the purpose?

Slangin' these rhymes like a merchant

Hand-written in cursive

Lately, I’ve been staring at these pages, mindstate purple

Mercury’s in retrograde, circles in a circle

What’s the purpose?

(In basements)

(DJs and emcees)

(Cultivate the- the- the- patience)

(Yugen- Blakrok)

(With the witches brewing)

(In basements)

(With the witches brewing)

(DJs and emcees)

(Cultivate patience)

Bang your head

Bang, bang your head

(With some witches brewing)

(DJs and emcees)

(Cultivate patience)

(, I now present to you)

(hex you)

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