Zopilote at the cross-roads what a great life you have. You soar above it all into the sky. You float above the clouds and you look down on the world, thru the illusions you break thru to the other side. You read the stars as one constellation and trace the path of your destiny.
Power concedes nothing without demands and we will draw a line in the sand and defend it with blood on our hands because everybody's fighting for the promised land. Tribes and Nations from the beginning to the end we will ascend to the ONE again and return to the earth and water the seeds so that our sons and our daughters can live in peace.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
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