The Kingdom Of Israel (Jezebel Part I Of Part II)

Oh, thy King Ahab of the fairest of thy sacred land    
You are the most influential above any God, where you stand    
I am the Queen who sits by you, and you are your own man    
   
I will rule as your second voice of reasoning    
Your words, the law of our covenant will be exorcised among many seasonings    
Let not thy heart be worried with God’s law    
We are here among the giants, we are the vision the sinful, divinity have not saw    
Turn your heart away from this... this ruler who calls himself a deity, unspeakable blasphemy until he kneels at my knee    
We will rule until our day of destiny    
   
Lay upon my bosom, my King, who within this Kingdom defines our way will not remain tall    
This God with his way of understanding will nerve allow us to take a fall    
Allow this deity who would benefit this Kingdom    
Our name upon sacred scrolls will spill from lips from the Heavens to the rise of the Sun    
Each mortal will know right from wrong, excuse thy will, his own lament never come undone    
We are victors and if battle ensues, we will have already won    
   
My Queen, who is this ruler that has shone for you in the apple of your treachery eyes    
The truth in the hand is worth more than holy wars based on the foundation of wicked lies    
I thrive to be unto the righteous the servants of my scepter and kindness shall be my just to the masses    
The improvised, the mortals without social classes    
Never to incite war where blood drops seep into the soil and only blades clashes    
   
Tell this ruler no one above my insignia shall have a say upon the right hand of my throne    
We are ordained under Yahweh’s oath and that is to remain for all the days short and the nights long    
What have my Queen traded upon her favor or such depravation, where wickedness feaster in her heart    
Betrayal upon the stars where beauty soothe the beast in the temple of dark    
Leave me and go to this entity and advise I will not turn against my God, so shall it be written so shall it be smite    
And that vow is to be mandated by the lovely neck of my wife    
The passion of a King is to lay between the solace of his Queen’s thighs    
Obey my Crown’s order and together we shall rise    
Be gone    
     
My Lord, my King is refusing to give in    
Give him time, my Queen, we will be the cascade above the candor of sin    
By the high moon of its rotation    
I will have the love and trust of my King’s devotion    
Baal, I will serve unto you    
For the fruit of our labor, until the reign our alliance we will not lose    
   
   
We may not all get to that eternal promise land, what I could tell you, those sacred words above will always be softly etched in your intellect, whereas you will never go into a conversation blind and unaware… carry on.  
   
 
 
Knowledge is power, always remember that!