Broken Wings

Human expectations molded by your own limitations... What can you achieve here on earth when you fall so easy to temptations... Even gravity seems to have trapped your state of mind... You all desire eternity so religion your desires it will bind... I am the hands of time... I am the keeper of time... I am the joker of ryme... I am the the architect of crime... Its about time that i rise from these ashes... Its about time you count these lashes... 39 on my back going 40 the flesh is weak... Please don't pray for me only in my face speak... I have no faith in your wisdom of lies... A great nation struggles as a dictator dies... New beginnings new oracles no miracles... New decisions new parables new kings on the pinnacles... Harvest of the colony... Head shot Luther off the balcony... Feed their ego slice em up like polony... Preachers quote lies & bolony... Convinced the whole world of holiness from one book... Fools despise our scribes today the truth they refuse to take a look... But many will seek Maximus wen I'm dead & gone... Only to find my secrets are revered by the skull & bone... This earth is my hunting ground not a battle zone... My birth on dangerous ground with a third I'm not alone... I am Legion... I am Legion... (Biko Maximus Martini)