Kalki - Peacewalker (ft. Gordo Templi & Deepak Chopra) | Текст песни

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• Peacewalker (ft. Gordo Templi & Deepak Chopra)

I don’t walk with a piece,
I talk with the Beast & barter for Peace
I’m the Peacewalker, my speech offerings
seed the farthest of beaches
& blow a calm breeze on the growing palm trees,
my song’s degrees produce psalms like Jesus,
but I’d rather call him Yeshua
Don’t call me a messenger in any religious sense
I’ve had visions intense & limitless senses
But I don’t follow the prophets’ instructions
I’m too sorrowful from my optics’ induction in Hell’s bardos
I can smell the barcodes on your brittle necks
It spells the arsenal of triple six
I know it’s also an Egyptian measure of the pyramids
You want a mystic treasure, then here it is
Lift to the Heavens as you’re hearing this
Follow your Destiny,
don’t be hollow like a wretched tree
In a haunted forest, daunting tasks ahead of you
But you have to flourish like vegetables
That nourish your celestial source
Don’t be lost in the telestial
Why would you mourn & bother
With the lies of our forefathers
The aura of the Goddess is all you need for guidance,
she’ll provide you with all the seeds
For your garden, dream & be prosperous
Don’t fiend like a novice
It’s demeaning & preposterous
My ink gleams like an octopus
Poisonous drops to push
Your consciousness forward
to superconscious borders
You’ll face monsters sordid
You should tame them, do not just slaughter
Be lofty & godly, you’ll be properly rewarded
You ought to read authors
That unlock these doors that
You’ve been fearfully neglecting
The spear to me is a weapon & a namesake
Step to me in vain & fate will be your destiny
Kill me if you bested me, & I will come back to taunt you
I will son tracks till the Sun’s black like a gauntlet
Fashioned from onyx
I clash with demonic masters
Calm & passionate
Till my death, & I’ll be back after
Resurrected

Gordo Templi

I'm peacewalking,
towards Senecan Beach waters
as I absorb sativa
and proceed forth
to the Beast's fortress
as I form calligraphies
I distort green screen contortions
of a 3D existence
Pineal Seat coordinates
is the key to defeat
the Christian, Beast of religion...
that forbids you from seeking the wisdoms
of Astral Sons...
that seeded 'Den-E's' Stem streams
from which the chakra is spun
Teaching them peace
as I resonate Galactic hums
to breathing techniques
and shamanic drums...
made with the callused thumbs
from the streets of African slums
I relieve the masses
of a numb cerebral cortex with my tongue, 
like fleets of hornets get stung
with the metaphores of a poet...
the formula's explosive,
dormant thoughts exposing
imposters that walk in the open
Hordes of the Omen
enforcing and controlling..
from the dark centre of the horse, 
sharpening swords
I enter the doors of the Trojan....
internally crumble
pyramidic systems and structures,
remove the strings of the puppets f
rom the villainous clutch
that's swindling the publics
I strip peyote simmering the buttons
in waters for liquid consumption
to witness the coming of the 
PEACEWALKER

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