The Lost Book Of Enki III Of III (The Kings Have Spoken)

Earth, Air, Fire, Water    
   
We sit in grievance of grave concerns upon the mortals who obits upon Earth    
Signals from the skies, technology scrambled to assess before our invasion and what it's worth    
Symbolisms in your world and its cruel quandaries, understanding the dynamics, in seconds one must still blink    
Impure thoughts as human divinity slowly sinks    
Sacred truth within denied palms will always stink    
The dimension of our existence still unearthed in the spirits of Tiamat, the land of Nibiru obliterated in Earth’s educational books    
Society’s burdens of shame stems from your partisan laws and white collar crooks    
   
Yet we cannot even teach the young mind to disavowal the promotions to hate    
Is it democracy or is it shameful in the truthful impact?    
The future will return the lost blessings of the past one day, minds restored to default, souls intact    
What we try to forget in furlong, disparity is spilled from our ancestors’ seeds    
Theories told of our existence, untruths to the ill-refuted mind to soothe, you now hear the struggle, accept other’s pain, a start to restore, to bring unity    
Lift thy darken veils and let the world see and hear the ringing in the labor of souls who still grieve