THE VOICE

Hook #1

“I am the voice of the past that will always be
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields
I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace
Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice, I am the voice
I am the voice, I am the voice”

Verse #1 Rukas ‘Gaia’ 20 X BARS

Hearken to me I’m the voice of ya mother
Ah been asleep can’t rejoice but I love ya
This the earth speaking you men call me Gaia
It’s my third season too mentally tired
The daughter you bleed the, son you be killing
What slaughter you reap my, unruly children
I’ve led you, showed you the path to ya future
I’ve fed you, clothed you I’ve bathed you the truth but
You chop down my trees it just shows you aint faithful
You chopped out a piece of ya souls you aint grateful
Could’ a had peace but mans asking for war
“Look at that geezer” hands grasping for more
Exhaustion fatigue cold hungry and tired
There’s wars in the street no money empire
Fallen to dust risen ghost shooting spirit
Calling to us listen close you can hear it!

Hook #2

“I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow
Ne'er do I sleep throughout all the cold winter long
I am the force that in springtime will grow”

Verse #2 Rukas ‘Gaia’s dying pangs’ 20 X BARS

Boil in the winter and freeze in the summer
Toiling begin to plan seeds in his bunker
Stockpiles of water won’t share these with none
Hostiles the order “Oh yeah he’s a gun”
Red mist chocking screams and no paupers rejoicing
Dead fish float in streams and those waters ya poisoned
Crops withering bare rotten fruit in the trees
Tox-ic in the air? smog polluting the breeze
Plus what’s now begun can’t be stopped this is it!
Dust blocks out the sun armies’ drop sick as shit!
Die starving in packs, Try laughing at that,
Life staring from scratch, skies darken to black
The sun conquering all land layer it burns
The one continent called Pangaea returns
Spy a frozen Africa mountains submerged
By the ocean massacre thousands of Birds…
All fall from the skies no explicable reason
You’ll call on for Christ Oh its biblical season
The seasons that turn even them ya forgot
But seasons return be content with ya lot!

Hook #3

“I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice, I am the voice
I am the voice, I am the voice”

Verse #3 Rukas ‘AntiChrist’ 20 X BARS

Listen to me, you can have these…
The fish in the sea, the fruit in the trees
But don’t swallow blood leave them animals be
But No! Not enough thieving cannibal’s feed
Sweet hunger for flesh is ingrained in the body
Beasts hunted for less it’s a game and a hobby
Behold he will come clearest voice on this earth
The old evil one hear his poisonous words?
No you can’t coz his silver tongue drips honey sweet
“Oh you charmed us” kids he’ll have won its funny see…
His mark is upon us can’t buy shit without it
This darkness is strongest our light is devoured
Evil gloom and hatred sons will fall the distance
Thee Illuminated ones killed all the Christians
For them with the title half hearted believer
Pretend with ya Bible “our father I need ya”
Carefully reading but hasn’t belief?
There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth
As heavenly bodies collide in the sky
That’s Definitely God he’s arrived ‘‘sinners cry!’’