Shadows of The Emerald Tablets (Thoth)

Our six protons, our six electrons, and six neutrons                  
The salutations of greatness found in the core of our bones                  
Denounced as the beast to never atone                  
Read your history books on the emancipation of old exalted bones derived from Africa                  
We have walked among the giants and have offered universal Earthy love                  
Our pheromones are being harvested to keep the saddle upright upon the longevity of the pale horse             
The Hebrew’s man genetic code, an earthly entrusted choice                  
The pathway to the third eye                  
It is quite baffling to see an alternative copy carbon of what God has put together no man can asunder from the strands upon thy head, to one's own self-mutilation, altered in the vanity, incomplete from one's own demise          
We are on the throne of brighter day
Awoken not to allow destiny to return to thy old segregation ways
United we stand, divided upon this Earth we fall
Life is not a contest to conquer, have faith, smile and stand tall
                 
No matter the tall stance                   
Life in the eyes of surviving is a universal romance                  
A glass slipper for a woman                  
A King's Halo of Gold for man                  
It's the paved way to his spiritual laminations, the secrets of his strength, his alliance to his deity, his endurance, the passage to his pineal gland                                
His insignia of the beginning, shall be once again to find his foundation as his soul traverse across the vast lands                  
Holy books with fabrication of the truth                  
Whips held in judgment as his sweat, his heart, his intellect remains unglued                  
Allah, can you hear the Israelites’ cries from raining brimstone, no more laying as wounds bleed in streets no more dying alone                  

We are your assembled to represent the Heaven upon the galleys we unite with the seas                  
The mercy upon our evolving completeness, a denied truth of our existence, documented as a fabrication to fear a Hebrew God in the footsteps of his true purpose, his birthright to be                  
Under the grace of Allah, may the wisdom of his intellect drift to the Heavens at ninety-degrees     
Rebirthed spirits, as we stand in our golden natural elements of Heaven, we stand upon ancient souls, our temples are in supreme mint condition      
We are the Phoenix Rising in this realm of Allah's purpose, we are His esoteric mission                                     
We are the spiritual order of ascension of ancient time                  
The presence of our energy reasoned of swaying trees our labor of merit found in the sublime                  
Give us liberty in the rebirth of our death                  
Let the voices of our cries be given the Golden staff to success the Psalms of our denied rest                  
Incantations of hope, the domination of tiger winds in the abuse of the sea, we are the giants who roamed before man’s time      
We loved our Goddesses as intoxicating sweeten wine      
Love felt for a King from a Queen's soft hands, seeping of majestic once the chasm of our souls become entwined                           
In the name of Allah                  
The Eastern Star infused in our amygdala                                  
We have kneeled in spiritual fasting in Your name and lifted our swords                  
What other mortal who have tallied in your presence whips of discomfort, we are the thirsters who have not strayed on our life path                  
We are the star dust, we have waited patiently for more                  
                 
Allow the rays of the Sun to shine upon our resurrected rebirth                  
From the trinity of Heaven, we seek the skies from Earth                  
No interference from mankind, may his pocket be filled with compassion, and peace from dusk to dawn                  
Let any man or woman who is without sin cast thy first stone                  
We as men stand in multitude, from the Kingdom of Judah, the tribes of Abraham, Issac, and Jacob, our caged minds have hungered for the divinity promise of Golden Crowns                  
May the Book of Revelations be the harkening of that beautiful horn                  
Sleeping souls shall uprise, judgment shall not expound                  
All heads shall look upward to hear the second coming, moments to repent, will come to a sudden halt, no more heard reasoning sounds