Killah Priest — Outer Limits

Through the dark halls, flesh-marked walls of dark gray falls sits amidst eight [?] the tomb A crack in the cliff, ceiling revealing the black moon Hieroglyphics of the bible lyrics is written Visions, lyrical revival hypnotism Listen, a voice command you, under [?] Open the lid, they spoke as he dig Walk over the puddles and grab the shovel and dig Thick smoke inside the pyramids Records of the Epic of Gilgamesh Secret message in the lessons that they sealed now revealed again to the kid Slid the tomb lid off Magic dust inside the cold and frost A gothic cross on a wrap cloth He backed off into a wall that spun into a hall Darkened from his horror, the floor was sticky, the air was misty risky He saw a tomb, a crack in the ceiling revealing the moon His frightened imagination turned to black He looked on the wall, seen Egyptian writing, then he hear, “zap” He came to, saw an angel that knew Next to a puddle, shovel in his hand Stand in a hole beneath at least six feet deep, he fell asleep Awake near day break Grave, grave mistake Saw an open coffin Heard a voice and creatures crawling Something’s in the corner coughing It’s cold, it’s like a ghost stole his soul Mummy’s hand push him down a hole Landed on top of a closed coffin in a room that seemed haunted Dark gray mist so thick he begins coughing His only sight was from the moonlight He sneezed, gesundheit Grabbed the rusty spoon, put it to the tomb to write Fog like dry ice Next thing you know his face stiffened Then he’s somewhere grave-digging Mysticism He found a scroll, a pot of gold, underground hole A crown [?], then it got cold He heard organs then the wall spin, [?] 40,000 B.C. in the royal chambers of thieves Pharaoh in his castle offer wages to mystics and soothsayers Defenders from the tomb raiders Studies of the heavens in the blue layers, even the truce breakers And the youth makers and the booze takers He proposed riddles as the women de-robed and giggled He talked of wine and war and kings, gods, queens of hearts, zodiac charts, herbs, [?] and all those things ’til the day fell dark A drunken [?] said, “Oh king, oh wise king, thy heart is more [?] than…” To be continued…