Kalki - The Middle Path (Heaven is What You Make It) lyrics

Poverty & ignorance in all of their senses Will always be an issue As long as you've got dichotomous systems Cops and robbers Criminals and law abiding citizens Narcs & ganja farmers & dealers Lost souls on park benches they call psychotic That're not of this dimension Corporate con artists & politicians gone awry Foster children & a royal child born with the Sangre of reptilians Indigenous & non-Indigenous Slaughtered Aboriginal goddesses They simply call lost or missing women & morbid celebrities so toxic with Botox They call gorgeous & heavenly Tabloids & esoteric scriptures from pasts voided By unbearable histories we lack choice in accepting Force-fed rhetoric that's horsesh** We all get it but we're forced to watch it & of course we yield Noxious auras & forcefields from imposters & prophets Yahweh & Baphomet, Nostradamus & Muhammad Peace Be Upon Them & War Be Upon Those That Are Wrong So we rose up and conquered Non-profits & banking conglomerates United Nations That Divide & Conquer Lies indoctrined from dying dogmas & the rise of Ancients trying to talk to us The brightest skies & the darkest waters Heisted minds & remarkable prodigies & champions Atlantis & Gh*morrah Truth revealed by supervillains like MF Doom & stupid superhero figures Patriotically idiotic like Captain America Study Malcolm, Garvey, Huey Martin Luther & Marley too We need some better logic & honest veteran rhymers They're lacking verily, forget the garbage But sift through it & recycle parts & compost Calm talks & screams & fights at disarmament marches Pacifist meat-eaters & warmongering vegans Peaceful insects we call plagues & slaughter in vain Conflicts & wars for progress to pave All day we talk of the same Yet we barter for change & evolution in the process Authors & artists insane But isn't it strange what we all thought of as sane regardless? A regal walk in the rain, people in slums in the Sun A conversation with God talking of banes A Goddess with silent thoughts exchanged Of new moons and true boons Late bloomers, & new school students with great tutors Professor Xavier & Magneto contained within Legion The blessed saviors and the evil It's all just a test to sway you & see if you see-through & fathom it all in a glimpse After the Fall & the end there's always a beginning The cosmos revolving, yet constantly evolving, it's endless... I watch as Dawn rises with mica patterns in psychoactive sobriety & calmly smile when sorrow is pa**ively guiding me To honour our lasting alliance Yet the path will rise from chasms & the cries of ghastly & vile madness To the skies & it's tapestries... For we are all childs of the magic aethers