He said Black like Obsidian Land of the Indian Sound out the call This is mothers dominion Bird of the thunder We dont go under We sing aloud We dont care for opinion Oh sky horses Ancestor forces I hear the language I hear the language Deep Wake from your sleep Swallow up the message And tell me what you see I see constellations burning (burning, burning, burning) All the worlds they are turning (turning, turning, turning) But the music is my fortress (fortress, fortress, fortress) See I heard it in a chorus (chorus, chorus, chorus) Last night I saw a blazing stallion Running through the fields of Babylon His dark mane on fire Singing of a spiritual empire (Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) (Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) (Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) (Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) Its my war cry (echo, echo, echo) Echo our skies (echo, echo, echo) This is my tribe All is inside Mother speaking The life that she buy Body temple The sum of my whole Listen closely The sound of Ohm Ohm in intervals Steadily we aim Till all of the people We shoot out of the frame Skulls on our neck Third eye go ablaze Evil come round Her sword she raise Last night I saw a blazing stallion Running through the fields of Babylon His dark mane on fire Singing of a spiritual empire Last night I saw a blazing stallion Coming with a full battalion His black mouth spit flames Burning up our evil ways (Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) (Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) (Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) (Way, hey, hay yah yah yah, hey yah yah yah, hey yah yah) youtu.be/VTEpVcYeoN8?list=PL11s0VhvKvosz9kjROX5j11NrnP8meHCJ
Posted on: Sun, 17 Aug 2014 22:40:27 +0000
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