Seventh Son

 

Would you like it? If Rome was coming down,

You wouldn't like it, not a coward and never cowed.

Would you like it? If I treated you that way,

You wouldn't like it, another Caliphate.

In the year of the seventh son,

He heard  a novel.

In the month of the marble moon,

I came to conclude.

 

In the night of a diamond sky,

You taught me to fly.

Would you like it? The law is not your friend,

You wouldn't like it, another throwaway amen.

Would you like it? If I made one for myself,

You wouldn't like it, if I expelled myself from hell.

 

In the hour of the setting sun,

I reconciled.

In the light of the morning rain,

I slowly became.

In the hour of my deepest need,

I came to believe.

 

Would you like it? if I treated you that way,

You wouldn't like it, another Caliphate.

Do you respect it? The sinner without shame.

You wouldn't like it, hiding fault in the blame.

 

In the year of the seventh son,

He heard a novel, I don't know if I will be here tomorrow.

In the month of the marble moon,

I came to conclude, everything I am isn't everything that's you.

In the night of a diamond sky,

You taught me to fly, I never said thanks, you never asked why.

 

In the hour of the setting sun,

I reconciled, the life that I live with the life that I filed.

 

In the light of the morning rain,

I slowly became, the man that I want, the man that I made.

In the hour of my deepest need,

I came to believe, all that we have isn't all that we see.

And in reflection of my previous self,

I know I'm bias, but here I am now and there you are lying.

And in reflection of my previous self,

I know I'm bias, but here I am now and there you are lying.

And in reflection of my previous self,

I know I'm bias, but here I am now and there you are lying.