The Sign

The bearer of light moves like suns rays...

Leaving signs evidence of the spirit of the airways...

Enlightening the dark minds the truth is never free...

Her lapdog is all i wanna be...

Oracles twist visions to profit their own...

Parables from a beast missions to forfeit at dawn...

Dreamers of myths and deities traditions of man...

Rivers of fire and entities of Babylon follow Pan...

The signs of a king of slaves on a crucifix...

Relativity and racism makes sure iron and clay never mix...

Dirty water in dreams signs of evil forces around you...

Eat nothing drink nothing as you travel dream valley through...

A table set before your enemies to test your faith...

Turning stones to bread is not really worth...

I hunger for her body and soul with breasts of a goddess...

Each day the attraction is never less...

Consumed by carnal thoughts to indulge between her immaculate thighs...

I am hooked the signs too obvious she has captured my eyes...

(Biko Maximus Martini)