My song of the end Take him back to Avalon Oh, I haven't been here for a while In blindness and decay The circle's been closed, now I've seen it all Listen crowd I'll tell you everything Though I have to say

In this game the lesson's in your eyes to see We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love Though things change, the future's still inside of me (unconditional love) Though things change,

We’ll let you guys prophesy We gon' see the future first I'll mean something to you These bitches want Nikes They looking for a check Tell em it ain't likely Said she need a ring like Carmelo Must be on that white like Othello All you want is Nikes

(Killers and kings) Inheritors of Earth From death there comes rebirth And as an army we will sing A diamond bears our ring Killers and kings Open your third eye and you'll see Dark lady read me the future The ancient verse hidden away

There goes my life There goes my future, my everything All he could think about was I'm to young for this Got my whole life ahead Hell I'm just a kid myself How'm I gonna raise one All he could see were his dreams going up in smoke So much for ditching

Prepare for nuclear attack Dropped from Enola, a city erased, threat of the future displayed A power unheard of a power unseen Flash out of nowhere, the sky is burning At 8:16 AM Tokyo control realized something was wrong Reports of explosions,

There was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt Black-eyed angels swam with me A moon full of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my lovers were there with me All my past and futures And we all went to heaven in a little row boat I

And I can hear the Delta callin' From the light of a distant star When Henry plays his steel guitar I can see my future and I can feel my past Remember if you can When cotton was picked by hand Down in Dixy under southern sky Working from sun to sun

Baby let's go and have rich sex You can keep your Rollie on when I get to it When you look down, see my chains on You ain't ever ever had rich sex Make a little love on the rich sex Baby girl, let's have some rich sex We can keep an AP on while we do it

African idea Make the future clear And we are the scatterlings of Africa Copper sun sinking low Scatterlings and fugitives Hooded eyes and weary brows Seek refuge in the night They are the scatterlings of Africa Each uprooted one