Sunday, 13 December 2009

Crucial Reggae

Ever since I was small like a hamster I think reggae is the only music that makes me happy and real regardless of a routine filled life! IRON LIKE A LION IN ZION

As I lie in the bloodstained bed decapitation of the head

Drownding in my favorite colour red

This deadly virus starts to spread

Slowly becoming thee undying dead

Is this the day when ill pay

My soul being ripped away

Decending down to become a stray

Falling in the grips of hell

My soul leaving my body with a decomposing smell

As hell puts me through this game of pain

Controlled by a fragile state of mind

Surporting this a hallow shell

No time to tell whereever in hell i fell

Uncontrolable thoughts of what sourrounds me

Awaiting to whatis to become of me

Held against my will knowing never to be free

Telling myself it's all a dream

Still I lie drinking out of my own bloodstream.

crucial reggae


In the mind of a Rasta man,
There is always the sound of a Reggae Beat,
Beating out the pain and bondage they meet.
In the mind of a Rasta man is a Reggae Beat.

In the mind of a bald head,
There is the sound of a Reggae Beat,
Beating out the pain and suffering they meet.
In the mind of a bald head is a Reggae Beat.

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