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Sea Tea $20.99
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after the journey from the romans road, our dear traveler finally finds the shoreline on a foreign coast. upon arrival, he notices a sign which reads Sea Tea. he assumes this is some kind of tea trading shop. after he barters for a bargain, he sips his herbal chamomile tea on the beach and accidentally trips over something protruding from the sand. he reaches down and grabs part cork, part glass. a bottle with hard to make out contents. he removes the cork to reveal a rolled up paper within. the following is the message contained...
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Cellar Door
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Take the steps to the bottom and take a moment
It's a step forward what's behind it you own it
Only a few would even dare to explore
Travel through time behind the cellar door
The most beautiful words that I could choose to write
Would be these two besides truth and life
I'm a living receiver and I'm stellar to the core
My insurance trap is through the cellar door
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I reflect and expect respect with a check
What I bank on is breath in excess to my death
I know my music isn't empty where does the radio send me
Who wants to book me with my poetic ministry
My poems aren't industry no one shows sympathy
Listen to my lyrics I make you think I put it simply
I pour out my soul till I'm empty feeling envy
should I prefer you ignore me, or pretend to be friendly
i cant make you bob your head or tap your feet
i want to move your soul, not make you dance to the beat
thats why im here to be heard if i'm not felt
just look at my style I have a collar and a belt
i can blend in the crowd look just like you
or i can stand out like a bruise that's new
watch me set the example, set the tone and pace
Guess I'm not of this world, 'cause I'm so outter space
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Take the steps to the bottom and take a moment
It's a step forward what's behind it you own it
Only a few would even dare to explore
Travel through time behind the cellar door
The most beautiful words that I could choose to write
Would be these two besides truth and life
I'm a living receiver and I'm stellar to the core
My insurance trap is through the cellar door
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Only rhymes will heal and the blood will be spilled
Ice needs time to chill and our love is a thrill
the storm is coming to follow the children
to deliver them from the kingdom of pain within
return them to their porches of the fortress
in the enemies underground, can we afford this
the price we pay is payable on death
sacrifice and be saved, as stable as stress
reunite with visitors from a past long gone
like the plutonium make it flash on and on
its the flux compacitor dont try to pass it up
the nucear reactor built from ash and dust
act if you trust that i compose chemistry
balance is found when you expose symetry
Not a third eye lets expand your minds
open up your lobes listen seek and find
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Take the steps to the bottom and take a moment
It's a step forward what's behind it you own it
Only a few would even dare to explore
Travel through time behind the cellar door
The most beautiful words that I could choose to write
Would be these two besides truth and life
I'm a living receiver and I'm stellar to the core
My insurance trap is through the cellar door
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There was a time and there was a place
when an entire empire was erased wiped off the face of the earth, drowning delight couldn’t replace dirt, frowning
It was like a downcast yes, no longer blessed they had so much left, and so many to impress no longer babbling, no longer kidding the joke was on them, when they were sinking
Wish they had a rock, perhaps even an anchor drowned in GOD’s wrath and anger now they remain distant strangers a species left endangered
How could this be, we used to be free unashamed of our image, now a disease filled our brains, hearts, and souls as if we are lost, out of control
It was evening, this was her calling she was the mother of earth before its falling People knew the difference, between right and wrong but if that remained true, we wouldn’t sing this sad song
They couldn’t remain fruitful, and also live forever this was the LORD’s endeavor, oh so cleaver so see how they were sent out, until the world’s end banished from the motherland, caught in a whirlwind
This was the isle of atlas the truth surfaces at last an antediluvian empire filled with passion and desire but their hearts, GOD didn’t admire they were breathing sin, bound to expire
The plans were evil, fiending for information the knowledge lead to power over a nation with this power you can control people this is how the world became so evil
They were highly honored with tons of respect just look at the millstone around their neck no longer were they farming mustard seeds and sheep they were big dreamers even when they weren’t asleep
They fought for their rights, to do as they pleased whatever made sense for them, they would all breathe they were liberated by their own actions they clothed themselves in righteousness fashioned
as for the water, they baptized themselves too they knew it brought awareness of the right thing to do so do not askew your view of your peers in their pew but follow like sneeches asking, what would my neighbor do
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Now as I look through out the map I can't find the isle As if it was never hear like it went out of style Even if I knew the truth I might be in denial Or at least sell it to consumers standing in a single file
Line naw I'm lying I'm just roaring like a hungry lion I was looking to mount Herman but maybe it's Zion
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Nephilim Never Land
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We can go back. Way back. Before the time of the flood
Before The Lord drowned us in unconditional love We can take a stroll so fly away with me Open minds and Spread your wings and you will see
They were beautiful, man I need more than two They don't know it do, they realize they're cool Like a shade on a perfect day no way we could explain So we took advantage of this opportunity to sing Like sirens we beckened them to ourselves We desired beyond physical surpassing spiritual health You can call us a lost cause you can call us rebels We knew God's creation made us lusting fellows This is the story we tell though, take it mellow We were happy in our positions but we could't settle We fell in love trouble we fell on the double We watched our own kind fall ahead of us dying
So how could we repeat what happened before our time
Maybe we are broke maybe we aren't perfect Maybe GOD created us to be a selfish reject
He demands respect even tho we don't know We can't understand his sovereignty our minds are too slow So how could we grow if we can't be like him How will we live on if we fade and get dim We used to be bright we used to shine light So I guess when it's night we need to take flight Fight the good fight it's a battle not a burden We might struggle but wrath we can't be hurdling
Father forgive us for preying on your daughters We forget we should be praying for your daughters Now we're in hot water and you are the father Let's listen to the father & avoid the hot water
No need to worry because it time for what's in store Is a victory foreseen and we will win the war We gotta respect the design and intent of the creator We can pervert his version only in him can we be greater
We get high all the time but we need to be grounded Because from dirt comes a creation outstanding This is just a lesson I pray you understand We are simply nephilim and we will never land
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Turntables & Turnpikes
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Deejay found some in the courts of the temple turned into a marketplace for the cattle and things used in the sacrifices, and partly occupied by the money-changers. He drove them from the place, what is this? Like he did as his entered into the business You can ask Johnny too. In Him his work is testified more than the tight beats; and good feeling vibes. In the club he was fulfilling his promise all glory given to the creator who is honest. If he came now into many parts of his club how many secret evils he would discover without love. How many things practiced under the cloak of religion would he show to be suitable to a den then of thieves than to a house of praise and worship who could dance like b-boy Dave & deserve it?
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Inhibitor
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Vintage Tardis
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Crimson Wormhole
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Out On A Limb
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Your Honor, Our King
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Promicin
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Shuttle Shuffle
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Feast or Famine
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Inhibitor (Instrumental)
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Promicin (Instrumental)
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