The Ritual
27 Dec 2011 Leave a Comment
in Music
Got em pussy
Objects of desire
And ill repute
Some rather seek up high than
dig and grindin in the truth
The angel of my eye have been too fly to substitute
with any other form than the messiahs
Black Mariahs
Mother ship, Grandmother moon and sea
The wave and form of beauty born of Eden’s apple tree
And every single Adam stands erect and prays to be
The follower she offers sweet communion
Holy union
Let me see you run it just like that
Move your hips from side to side
Come forward, push it back
Let me know firsthand the land of glory that I lack
I surrender all to you if you surrender back
Holy God
Where’d you learn to squeeze it tight and then
move it slow enough for me to question everything?
You slowly start to tremble
Heaven’s walls begin to sing
Tsunami ever after
Cosmic slop on everything
(Partial Lyrics to “The Ritual” by Saul Williams)
Check out more of Saul Williams powerful lyrics and poems at www.saulwilliams.com
