Still a Force

We all have to walk before the father for forgiveness
But will it be granted, the uncertains of religion make you panic

You can never suffer the mind damage
of misunderstanding the universable planets
you need a bandage for the open commandments
when life is scandalous, snatching and clawing
for the advantage, behind the line scrambling

Disclose civilizations, in Atlantis
Some survive, conjure the dolphins
for the mermaids to ride

Scientist combat the truth, until they die
angels watching over my kids in the sky
I smoke one down, then I'm joining them to fly

My encounters with the evil nation, was war
Pick out your targets, draw on contacts
in the back of the ford
and then fall back, looking for more
that'll even the score

Victims of cremation, wasn't battle tested
felt the fire of king David the 4th
millennium style, course
smoking newports in the short north
but still a force

Written By: Desia Scales (Alien Artform)