Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swirl of the Dervish, artist - Yugen Blakrok. Album song Return of the Astro - Goth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: iapetus
Song language: English
Swirl of the Dervish |
Blakrok’s that razor-sharp diamond that cuts down the hardest |
And throw words like ninja stars and shatter the target |
Warrior mystic ballistic with the shape-shift tactics |
Master the matrix like magicians pulling hat-tricks |
Watch me go ape-shit on monkey-ass rap fanatics |
And expose my soul’s character as a war-mongering addict |
That rose from misquoted paragraphs and faded photographs |
And carry a battleaxe inside the anorak |
And the slightest provocation will get these arms swinging |
And separate the body and spirit thru blood spilling |
Blind assassin like Father Time with an aversion to light |
I’m consumed by the dark side of life |
And wield power over strife energised like chakra threads |
Blak Widow spinning tales heads caught in a web |
The art of war’s like facing ghosts on haunted nights |
Just don’t give yourself away like illiterate hands on dotted lines |
Rather… |
Call me to service, call me to service |
Cause life is a journey and the point’s to find your purpose |
Call me to service, entire universes waiting to exhale |
If you’ll just look beneath the surface |
Call me to service, call me to service |
Cause life is a journey and the point’s to find your purpose |
Call me to service entire universes waiting to exhale |
If you’ll just look beneath the surface |
The fighter stays strapped not with gats and bats |
But with a swiftness of the mental to deflect any attack |
From the seed of its intent chaotic characteristics |
Caricatures of the sombre I create while others mimic |
The beauty of destruction with Yugen notion’s intrinsic |
My scripts are whimsical spells spelt out in a wishlist |
The life provider, the soul survivor |
Keeps eyes on the road ignoring backseat drivers |
That wanna sever this bond on which I depend |
See me meditating thinking that it’s time that I spend |
Making the rules of this reality bend just a little bit |
The thought pattern’s formless you just can’t figure it |
When black clouds gather can’t see the silver lining |
But I’m the type to ride a bolt of lightning and survive it |
Shouting in spirit like the rhymes I write are riots |
Expressing gratitude in hidden prayers to The Highest |
Just. |
Call me to service, call me to service |
Cause life is a journey and the point’s to find your purpose |
Call me to service, entire universes waiting to exhale |
If you’ll just look beneath the surface |
Call me to service, call me to service |
Cause life is a journey and the point’s to find your purpose |
Call me to service entire universes waiting to exhale |
If you’ll just look beneath the surface |