Released on September 17, 2015

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Today September 17th 1994

The universe was at war, with a baby boy

Blue as the sky turned hue as the sky burned

Flew did the angels, few looked backwards

Towards

As the soul dropped, towards

Plunge into abyss, not many kids reminisce this darkness

Or even remember, too many heartless

Apart this sea, so clear its chrome

No fear just foam

Clouds, reappear then storm

Troops from both sides wield light of their own

Both believing that they're righteous in the wrong

Blind to the price of freedom

Blind to the price, suffer them

Blind to the dumb

Bad to the bone like a bum

Pushed to the edge just to survive on his lonesome

Lie on the broken

Glass, reflective of most men

Path, as abstract as a map of another dimension

Black, the lack of color so color the ghost in

Fast, before he passes the border and goes in

Cuz if he comes out under colored he might stay still when they slap his bum with plastic rubber gloves

And the tears from the mother would run deeper than creatures that burrows underground when the summer leaves us

Frozen

The soldiers stop fighting start holding, hands

When they see what the vio-lence has opened

They walk thru the gates of the chosen

And find the soul, who's been beaten and battered and broken

They put the pieces back together with fire and molten

Lava, and cooled it down with tears of repentance

Hours went by of screaming and shouting, vibration

In the air heating up the atmosphere he awoken

They put the boy down placed a crown on his crown

And a cap and a gown in the form of armor

He swore his honor

He took his sword and shield and scurried along

On his long, treacherous

Hard, dangerous

Alarmed, precarious

Cause for conscientious

Road of kon

In his eyes there were, clear

Conviction

I'm his arms he would carry this

He walked till he came across a lake, it was bottomless

A leap of faith, his sight was lost, from the fog

And with every ounce of strength in his soul that he owned

He jumped across

And out came a king

He didn't remember a thing

But his body was the proof of it

Skin like the earth, hair the color of the universe