Holy Human- "Mystery Island"

 Mystery Island by Matt Wall


Mystery island hover over you now,
The black tide is rising gonna cover us all under it.
Blue eagle eyelid wide and never blinking
He circle all around while the Holy Ghost is listenin' in.

And in the space that's left I feel the shape of a throne,
I know, I know what I don't want to know.
And in the space between I see the shape of a queen,
All arms outstretched like a family tree.

Green temple pyramid, unholy iris,
It gaze upon the ages with talons and a serpent tongue.
Black magic thunderclouds are rolling over,
They cover up the sunlight and we forget the way we are.

And in the space that's left I feel the shape of a throne,

I know, I know what I don't want to know. 

And in the space between I see the shape of a queen,

All arms outstretched like a family tree.

Shoot first and make your enemies later,

Shoot first and make your enemies.

Shoot first and make your enemies later,

Shoot first and make your enemies real.