Golden Keys

(Chorus) Incense burning, keys turn to gold, Stories of the prophets that were never even told. Ancient spirit, yeah the lineage is sacred, Walking through the fire, leaving all the hatred. Higher state ritual, we washing off the sins, Where the shadow dies is where the vision begins. Infinite energy, a frequency divine, Higher than the ceiling, yeah I’m stepping out of time. (Verse 1) I was talking to the ancestors, playing on the ivory, They told me that the struggle was a hidden form of mastery. Every sharp and every flat is a lesson in the soul, How you gonna be a light if you never been a hole? The third eye pulsing to the rhythm of the snare, I can smell the miracles floating in the air. It’s a spiritual warfare, power in the armor, Planting holy seeds in the middle of the trauma. (Verse 2) I don’t pray for diamonds, I just pray for the sight, To see the hidden demons lurking in the mid-day light. The piano is a ladder, every note is a step, Guarding every secret that the temple ever kept. Faith until the end, it’s a soul-tied pact, Once you see the truth, yeah there’s no turning back. From the mud to the stars, yeah the levitation’s real, Signing on the dotted line with a holy seal. (Bridge) (The drums drop out. Only the piano and a deep, humming chant remain.) Breathe in the smoke. Exhale the ghost. The spirit is the guest. The body is the host. (Chorus) Incense burning, keys turn to gold, Stories of the prophets that were never even told. Ancient spirit, yeah the lineage is sacred, Walking through the fire, leaving all the hatred. Higher state ritual, we washing off the sins, Where the shadow dies is where the vision begins. Infinite energy, a frequency divine, Higher than the ceiling, yeah I’m stepping out of time. (Outro) (The piano begins to echo and distort as if dissolving into the air.) The ascension. The tension. The path is clear. No more fear. A-men.