Lyrics Art of Travel (Ride n'whistlin) - 3RD3Y3

Art of Travel (Ride n'whistlin)

Raising toasts up the sky
Divine compassionate Most High
Golden rays toast up the sky
Hosanna, Most High Most High

I .n. I give thanks and praises
Most High
Haile Selassie I
Jah RasTafari!

My cup overflows with oils of aloe vera pine
My cup overflows with oils of aloe vera pine
Fastened with the blade to battle
5th density Space/Time unravels
Standing perfectly still
Without a single movement

Mastering the art of travel
Mastering the art of travel

Nomadic souls
Can only transform
Into AV8ionary mode
Noble angelic
Automatically span the present
Explorations unfolding canvas
Continuing to roam across the planet
In a manner so dynamic
When shown on sonar graphs
The solar blasts
Reverse beyond the core's polar axis
Between exploded synapses
Codes transmit
Deep beneath Pacific floors
Towards the outer rims of the Atlantic
A holy phantasmic glow
Has been casted upon the whole atlas
Motoring geomechanics
To lift megaliths
Through the motion of mathematics
The golden ratio was originally crafted
In order to control the delicate balance
Between black and white magic
Delivered cold handed
Never take 하나님
Blessings and gifts for granted
Words are solid stone
Hewn out of granite
Monuments that stand
To attest the passage of time
Blast as a beacon
Casting light into the shifting sands
That shadow the shallow mind
Omnipresent vibrance
Forever patterned divine
Compassionate Most High

Golden rays toast up the sky
Hosanna Most High
Raising toasts up the sky
Divine compassionate
Most High Most High

Shift paradigm
Illusions caught between two pairs of tarot's dice
That lie beyond the reaches
Eternal paradise

My cup overflows
With oils of aloe vera pine
Anoints king, priest, prophet
O pharaoh wise
Fastened with the blade to battle
Actually knows
How truly wide is the path that narrows
5th density space/time unravels

Nothing but the naked truth standing perfectly still
Without a single movement

Mastering the art of travel
Mastering the art of travel
Mastering the art of travel

Raising toasts up the sky
Divine compassionate Most High
Golden rays toast up the sky
Hosanna, Most High! Most High

I .n. I give thanks and praises
Most high
Haile Selassie I
Jah Rastafari

My cup overflows
With oils of aloe vera pine
Fastened with the blade to battle
5th density Space/Time unravels
Standing perfectly still
Without a single movement

Mastering the art of travel
Mastering the art of travel
Mastering the art of travel
Mastering the art...

The asteroid belt is a Goldmine
To literally mine... and seek it out
For mineral and for Diamond
But when they cut it open
They only find I .n. I again "CARBON"

For Dominion, for Dominion

Art of Travel (Ride n'whistlin)