My Sacred Golden Palace

Unto me, I give until you the storms and the soft whispers sailing upon the wind  
The transference of energy encased in the rites of passage when eyes are closed, I set the soul free  
Soaring to the blinding light, the gray matter asunder of vessel between life and earth, where eternity blends  
Incantations must and will be spilled    
It is your medium of self that cried out before death I must carry your heart, mind to the Heaven of the 33rd degree  
Allow me to differentiate for you, your choice of thy free will  
  
The music embedded with mischief in the lyrics    
A malevolent mission is to control minds by the laws of physics    
Confuse the population with everything upside down    
The masses know the sound of my harkening voice, when the offerings and sacrifices on the pentagram in the dusk of dark makes no sound  
To the naysayers and in my humbleness, I will always uphold my spiritual crown    
Society's deceitfulness to drug out the masses, let them praise depravity in their induced state of mental ecstasy  
This Yoruba Goddess hears the uncertainties in your pleads  
Do not wither the soul away, unto the lake of fire from the covet of an earthly creed    
Once you accept the hand of wicked needs    
Your life of pride, greed, wrath, sloth lust, gluttony, and envy, the darkness of your self-grown becomes your mental seeds    
      
Within your culture with sublime phonics telling, you to kill, steal    
Fornicating to get life alter diseases, to ease your burdens popping a daily mental pill    
For you to feel or sacrifice unto Lucifer’s pit unto some of the nation’s richest harlots without a hotel bill    
When desperation and no hope, rings out to Earth Angels, who do you think the masses will turn to console    
The elite, the blood sacrifices is where evil domination roves    
You and I have a history not told in the theology of your manmade books    
The secrets of creation, doctrinaire in ancient evolution, for curious eyes to take a look        
Eternal damnation, no rest for a weary soul  
May Heaven in your arms always patrol  
You know you are not bound to this fiery abyss of disdain    
Until the second coming, the battle where brimstone will rain upon mankind and its hellish dames    
      
Including our alliance of Goddesses, we upkeep the internal torch of enlightenment we uphold as once before    
Before the sin of the earth, we walked among the skies where love once poured    
This realm was not always the figment of what reaches the eyes    
Our sacred chants whispered to your ears from the third Heaven, until envy was a plan of a Cherub, who wanted to bestow sins of man embitter, then materialize    
The future of Heaven we covet the passage to the gifts of life softly held in my hand    
The holistic plan and His vision were to be adopted for the image of future man    
      
The grievances of the Morning Star refused to adhere, exalted unto earth in his manifestation, souls reaping upon Hades slay  
An easy way to lose oneself, reaching for a false promise, the comfort in the haste, it comes with a price, the right and now wrong dictates a human life    
Shouted to the Heavens his denial, to be like the Most High, Hell created with the Creator's children, in the synagogue of darkness they shall now all pay  
Reaching for the veil of the divine  
Aging, brittle bones, in sickness and in health, wondering about your afterlife, to repent becomes a race against time  
The hunger to an embattled soul, is a thirst the sky needs  
Prayers, chants filled with empty words the intellect hopes when it prays and now fall on deafening pleads  
In the Revelation of this dimension, the wandering flock will gravitate in denial, I am the Goddess who tells you there is rebirth, seek and you shall find it along your way    
You sit upon your Cosmic throne and question in disbelief  
Until illness has bathed the temple in remorse, too sacred to close your eyes and give unto eternal rest  
Cleanse your mind, uphold your divine path, and peace will greet you at best  
 
Look upon the skies, and you will find the scrolls of Heaven written, it is not by man  
Messages upon earth echoed, and yes, I will always continue to teach where I stand  
Hallowed be thy name to find the darkness within the heart, illuminate it, and cure with the gifts of my hands  
In the beginning the earth was without void  
Heaven and Hell were never to be spiritually coiled  
 
Shalom