The Aura Of The Architect Video (MV)

Respect the architect. He plans better than I do
Now and again I reflect on memories I try to write to.
My time is on a small measure. For me, that should be enough pressure
I'm lacking, I'm lazy, for that, you can call me crazy
If I left today, my chops will be here to stay
An imprint of my soul for the time I am away
Until the time I return, I tip my toes into the tide
I shift in the skies, smooth sailing over your side
I peep the disguise, I see, I see right through your lies. Lies.
I think about it, from time to time. The time that you left me, it was only right. The weight off of me, allowing me to take flight. Now I am embedded with new rhymes I get to write, yeah
The sunken place I arose with a new vitality
Shining bright through the depths, covered the dark in its totality
It's hypnotic, I hear voices, guidance from the Lord, I pray for peace and blessings
I obtain the wisdom through the pain I picked from the trees I'm planting
I'm wilted although willing to go back down deeper into the hell I fell into
Intoxicated, I'm feeling nauseous. I'm paranoid
I Inhale the smoke just to fill the void
I used to love the silence but now the silence is louder than ever, I'm great at whatever, if you take my peace, I'll make sure the end of chaos is never
I've been forgotten, I've been ignored,
So I stayed ten down till I grew my wings and soared
Depression came from a source of being bored
I call upon the Lord. Lord
Allow me to spit it poetically, I am the balance between the forces essentially. The arbiter, tree of knowledge, I bit the apple aggressively
One of the greatest potentially.
Vividly brilliant with an aura so heavenly
Soaked in divine ideas they travel with me
The further I go, then the more I will see
But if I step in the water will I sink in the sea
Ha! You're not ready. Still puking out moms spaghetti
I'm dropping out bombs so heavy, like an Israeli
I'm writing out psalms new entry
I'm crying out for calm assembly, listen intently
My final warning. Depicted in my drawing was my higher calling. The sky is falling, I started crawling, I couldn't see where I was going cause my eyes were bawling, the thought of going back was just plain revolting
I'm missing grandma, there was more I could've done, yet she always sent up prayers for her grandson, I'm very grateful, in hard times I remain faithful. Knowing when I'm in the lead I will stay stable
Look at me now, the soul is my style
If I'm being me I would still avoid the crowds
Silver lining beams, gold cutting through the clouds
I look up to the heavenly gates, I see lola is proud.
Teach me how to fall in love again.
How the angel flew down to Daniel in the lions den
The feeling when you finally let go
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
As above, so below, that's the story told
That's the story told, that's the story told