Spectral Saint

 

layboi Carti Style – Rage Trap Blues Project

Tom MacDonald - SPEAK UP (Official Music Video)

SABATON - Yamato (Official Music Video)

I

Behold your walk and respect your stature;

roam your streets free, ask for no pardon.

Ye Spectral Saints, born to redeem pastures;

give respect to the harlots, preach pure.

Lest a gun shop sides liquor stores garden –

blink twice to the mortar, hung to the Warden!

Adrenaline distorted, ricochet passing the knife cure.

II

Make your songs reach soul, highlight your fervour;

Thugs for Life, studied at Hard Knocks, under Neon-Lights.

Chrome on the boulevard, tux on the shoulders sour;

know yourself, don't sell short to be some elves flour!

Then Fairies and Orks roam throwing tangent, blight;

you bust your bars and make the difference, black Knight!

Ignite the Chaos, dance through the Halos, divine parcour!!

III

Coeur du Leon, Soeur du Chien – glasscannons trying to footstep;

don't pardon their french kisses, but Harlem the brothels.

Make your path straight, your gaze upright, even as Trans hip –

say No to drugs and hormones, choose Life in Christ, trip!

The Brave and Bold need no peer pressure to ensure brother;

to make sister know pleasure more than pain, gather.

Put rings on your special, keep your vows, lock your lips!

On guided prayer and meditation

 

I

Why do people guide themselves astray;

let others do their thinking and journey?

Do you let others spend your money, cast ashtrays;

paint pictures in your name and asinine plain!

Guided meditation, like marriage, burning

of a foreign flame, you haven't harboured, yearning!

What dost the other cup, know you drink, pray?

II

Lazy people spin the prayer-wheels and throw money;

then complain, why dost God give their worthy donation.

Would you give your daughter to the Man, tomfooling –

who like Cormag, can't hold his station, lectures others monkey?

Don't expect deep thought on shallow compromise patience;

when you scroll your Iphone, think the next fuck to accomplice!

How can one seek, what he dost want to follow, like Lion and Honey!!

III

People guide themselves to look better, to be Somebody;

nobody seeks to be Themselves! Ask, how does the teaching

lead to You, not how do people see You as Diego Godin;

play your own Life as an instrument, don't download encoding,

what dost suit your needs. Simplicity like I-Ching,

the binary, what shall redeem the rampart saproling,

who wishes to be Schwartzwald Forest and not its own modding!

On overthinking

 

SHINRIN-YOKU - Japanese Samurai Ambience

I

You're overthinking, because you're not sure;

of Yourself, Your Deeds, Your Journey.

By saying yet another word, expression slur;

playing cards, raising buttons, mouth full of fur!

Glorious anthems are not born through attorney's;

zealots; preachers and deacons, but through learning

in pain and steadfast. Then you stand your ground firm!

II

Don't think nor worry, what the future holds dear;

find shelter in discipline and you shall not want.

Ego thinks, the Emu pecks a bogie, pear fears;

while it falls to the pond, doing plump sounds, snares.

Those, who have trained their mind, shant –

the fog of war step aside, the enemy falter, faint.

A Warrior gazes like a demon, Red Oni in gears!

III

Don't close your eyes, while the flutes and koto play;

then the geisha are dancing and people cheer.

Talk is cheep, praise worthless, offered to sculpt clay –

know yourself, and keep the katana ready, pray!

Whether you come or go, a disciplined mind dost heel;

your motion changes the Seasons and makes deer

jump, the dragon dance the sky, Kitsune-Hime drop the veil!

Pühendus

 

I

Armasta oma Jumalat ja vihka oma Hinge;

viska end kõrbe ja sirtsu sohu!

Käsi su vastu, kui Išmail – Tengel;

Tule linna kui Nimrod, kringel!

Kui soovid joosta Baasani Härgade lahus

ja noorte täkkude hulgas, mõista kõik rohud.

Rahu vältigu sinu radu – Tormi Ingel!

II

Möiraku su vastu pärisosa ja Ema Süda;

öelgu su Isa sust lahti ja vanemad väravas!

Kes Jumalat tahab järgida, kui Eelija

koopas, Eliisa ohverdab härgi – ära armu looda!

Sinu päralt on Jumala liisk, sa ohvritarvas –

et kuradiga tantsida ja paharettidega vaevas.

Sünnita nagu mees ja valitse nagu naine oda...

III

Kes tahab saada Pühakuks, astu ette;

ärgu olgu sul naist, põldu, härga ehk koda.

Miks peaksid need su süda hoidma ja kätte

tasuma, kui abielurikkujale, et sa mõtled

Jumalas kaval olla ja mitte pada!

Liig paljud tulevad Koljatiks, olematta Udar.

Kas ma räägin Eestlase, Venelase, Saksaga – Tätte?

Mõtisklusi

 

Stoicism and Zen

1.

Palveta puhu;

palveveskid Saadanast.

Mees saab lohakaks.

Prayer with random;

milling your fervour devils work.

Man becomes Sloth.

2.

Nuga kõrile;

Jumalas Sõnu blatnoile,

tunnista kahju.

Put knife to throat;

In God swear toward Blatnoj

admit your defeat.

3.

Kirgasta ennast;

Nimrod Jumala Palges.

Et Tema saaks Au!

Exat Thyself Man;

Nimrod facing Allmighty.

To Bring Honour, God!

4.

Pea lõhub süda –

ammub ta neeru vastu.

Tahab Teeraviks.

Head hurting the heart;

bull moos against the kidneys.

Wanton Teraphim.

5.

Hing vallas-lita;

puhu jooksis Kadri-Mart.

Ei Saanud aru.

Soul Provision-Bitch;

suddenly ran Cathar-Mark.

Could not wrap mindless.

6.

Transnister Laeva;

Lennuk keset Lasnamäed.

Põgenik Tõrva.

Transnistring to ship;

plane amidst Lasnamäe.

Fugitive Tõrva.

Yure not alone

 

Why You Push People Away (The Sasuke Uchiha Complex)

Meaning of the name Yure

The meaning of Yurei

Pain's Cycle of Hatred (English Dub)

Jer 34:8-22; Lev 25:39-55; Psa 91; Luke 16:9; Mat 10:16; 16:5-12

I

Keep pushing your limits, while the system folds;

never relent your journey, no matter the cost.

Whether hatred or Pain, the bereaved and bold;

three musketeers, 20 years later, 40 more sold!

Yure not alone, be the farmer of glasnost –

then you glimpse in the void, and let it toast.

Then Bullshit walks, you be the talk-no-hand build.

II

Vengeance and Justice, Peace and the World;

people and nations rise and fall, create Yurei.

While ghosts of the past, Communism discords;

Conflict, War, Famine, Death march and implore.

Remember your ancestors, Amendments hail;

Covenants invitation, the madmen and safe!

Take charge and make the best of your score!

III

Weigh the scales, how much your Shekels give;

evenly 20 – more or less, to even the bucks.

What earns you victory in the minute, retrieves

loss in the century. Soon, the lords take back slaves;

as Israel of Old, for Man's heart easily clusterfucks.

Give enough space, ease from enemies, Solomon cucks –

you be better than your lords and ladies, Believe!

IV

Then a thousand fall out from the Left;

ten thousand Rhino the Right, Center clowned.

Yure not alone, make friends with Mammona deft;

be cunning as snakes, meek as turtledoves, bereft

of Honour-Shame, what tries to cast a Title owned.

Carry your Cross and boots, all green miles pawned;

to be worthy of Christ, the Sermon of the Mount affluent!

V

The writers quill lies to tell the truth, as Zarathustra told;

politicians tell the truth, as V in Vendetta exacted his role.

Be better than Vigils and Virgil's, Vanities moat-bailey scold;

critical thinkers often drink and sniff their farts, stocks sold.

Release your Virtues and Self, to be free from rabbit holes;

then people mole hunt opponents, trampling the daffodils soul!

Beware of the yeast of the Pharisees and Senators Fools Gold!!

Strong Enough

 

I

People think, they prevail in strength, match wits;

until the next Bolas shows up and breaks the mould.

Strength is matched with more and beyond hits

there are greater stars and bullier covetous shits.

Find resolve, which is not in values and gold;

where significant others don't placate your fold.

True Heroes forged on battlefields, then fighting in pits.

II

Release your lust in power and wisdom, the gilded cage;

true prowess for servants of a servant, who ascent mundane.

People and civilisation, but a fleeting moment, burning sage;

today honour is chanted, tomorrow anarchy demanded stage.

Revolutions come after stability, order and Law, profane;

idle hands, which never saw toil nor terror, doomed to stain!

Only those, who given up strife, can negate the urging rage...

III

Superman walks beyond Good and Evil, then the tags of clerics;

scholars and senators, have yielded to your overbearing fruit.

Ambition makes virtues and contracts void – diplomacy staggering;

each wanton to rule the world, thinks himself worthy bragging.

No better poison, to corrupt a Soul, than show your want suit

your needs in the vision, you deemed perfection, defeat imbued.

Once slumbering at your laurels a new hero emerges for Avarice!