Teardrops on my face again, I'm staring out the window

Pianissimo I wish for, but the raindrops just crescendo

Sometimes it feel like purgatory dangling in the limbo

If you don't keep it sturdy, you'll get tangled when the wind blow

The beaten path was beat, I took the lane not many men go

With hopes to meet Brunhilda on my pilgrimage like Django

I eat a bowl of navy beans a day to make my skin glow

Sometimes I be ashamed to make Salat 'cause I'm so sinful

The sidewalk is my prayer rug, I got so much to repent for

Pacing back and forth again, I ain't been sleep for days

Racing back and forth again, trying to beat the cage

When I plug my natural forcе back to the source, you'll be amazеd

I do this for The Mahdi Christ, Mesiah and the slaves

A million ways to raise the dead, now let me count the ways

(It's all illusions)

A million ways to raise the dead, now let us count the ways

(It's all illusions)