Текст песни The Stairway to Heaven - Vagabond Maurice

Metaphysical being, beyond your comprehension
Tongue, a reverse blade sword, talking that Kenshin
Mic check of Metaknight, ignite secret swords like
Makoto Shishio, but I'm the hero, who
Advocates, complex, syntax to keep them
Guessing in the vortex, high or low, remix
Jeanius like Grae, Phoenix I write (wright)
Graffiti tagged, hieroglyphics, painted in the night
Burn midnight oils, a midnight marauder whose
A Thief, got away with words, See, I'm running to
Skylines, mural'ed in portraits, of my soul
Soul so bright, that's Solar Flares in the glow
Nomadic with my magic, just elevating my flow
Culminating knowledge, to reach, my pinnacle
Summit of the mind state, sharpen my syllables
To cut through my limits, beyond your plateau

Walking on the Stairway to Heaven, I'm
Thumbing through the lessons in my note, Pad
Reflecting on, who I used to be, to see
Where I began, to form, where I'll, end

Vagabond is elevated
Disassociated, Complicated
Simple on the tempo, my temple's mural in Buddha candles
So essential, my inner essence a presence of shared flames
Progressing on a quintessential level, they tremble in acquiescence
Existential crisis, I breathe, through the sequence
Vessel of my mother's prayers
Woven palms, kiss psalms on this drum loop
Hole. In. Sky, Shining from the other side
Deep rooted soul, Smiling for you and I
Unafraid, airborne, lifted off the Stoop
Kid's absurd, swaying to his inner blues
Swung like Claymores, sharpening his spoken word
Avant-garde, with the cards, stacked against me
Change, of the Guard, Toppling Colossi
I spy, the end of three eras, Shifting as I rise on

Walking on the Stairway to Heaven, I'm
Thumbing through the lessons in my note, Pad
Reflecting on, who I used to be, to see
Where I began, to form, where I'll, end

Everyone was worried about you, ya'know
You can't just disappear, you really hurt a lot of people
Sometimes you need to take responsibility for your own happiness
You don't think that's a little, selfish
I don't know what to tell you, I'm happy, for the first time in my life
And I'm not going to feel bad about it
It takes a long time to realize how truly miserable you are,
And even longer to see that it doesn't have to be that way
Only after you give up everything can you begin to find a way to be happy

Second-guessing myself, for the last time
That's knowledge of self, usher sunshine
Somersault through the twilight, so sublime
Subverting their lies, with these founded truths
Isometric rhymes, tied, to the focus
Illuminated esoteric text be my roses
Poet flowing transcendental spinning toward my focus
Ponder paths on Ponderosa pen my soul in cursive
Alleviate these burdens
Abbreviated breaths, in seven steps, I found my depths
Embedded in this inner mirror, Pierce the dark to see it clearer
Cleansing more than self doubt, Spiral toward the inner light
Free falling frequencies, dive deep in energy
Carefree, hold the microphone, like a mem·o·ry
Mind·ful·ness, spoken from the crown, cha·k·ra unbound
Lim·it·less peace, the happiness, profound
My soul's transition, tread light in Spira

Walking on the Stairway to Heaven, I'm
Thumbing through the lessons in my note, Pad
Reflecting on, who I used to be, to see
Where I began, to form, where I'll, end