Black is gold is pure And true kings of this earth.
So I say it's up to us to straighten Out this mess... We got to go through hell... And then that's the last of this Miserable test...
Black must be bold Because it's gold and true Kings of this world... So let them go to the moon. Yes let them go to mars. Because deep down inside They're really from the stars.
That's why they don't want Us to mix... Just the way The word of God had said. So let them go to saturn... That's Where they'll learn instead. Because black and white Together is right... And white by itself is An egotistic elf.
So they show you how to Kill... And if you don't They will. What do they know about Happiness... How can they about life... They just got lost in space. So when they landed, Atlantis cried.
So if they're so alone try To make them feel at home. So let them fetch you fire wood. And let them nibble on the bone. So invent a word called love. And then they blame our mistakes on god. Don't you know how lonely they must be. So many light years from home. Hey soulful people I'm calling. Don't be no more slaves. Because God will protect us When it comes to doomsday. Realize before it's too late... That no one on earth will escape. We are the kings of earth. And axis gonna put them slaves... They killed so many worlds before. But they will pass sentence upon themselves... When the earth opens up... Will They be saved from our hell.
I feel the truth of life. We better all realize... People like me and you We feel so bad, don't know What to do... They keep us High low on drugs. And they got us making their rugs... As we go dripping blood. But the sun knows as The wind blows and the Fire grows towards the Far shores and the water Foams to make steamed Bones of all of those who don't belive that... Black is gold is the kings of this world. We all better get our places Before God tells us to our Face we are... Past the human race. Let's pray that we all agree We got to straighten out the family tree. Life is for you and me togather. That's the way it was meant to be. White man watch your mouth Because our drums, they face the south. And you can't kill the god That kept you alive between The poles of the north and south. You better adjust your place In this world... Before your Hair, it starts to curl... And the Yellow, red, and black of this World will tear your a** and soul apart.
Where is he coming from? From heaven where 1, 000, 000 Worlds are one. Where is he going to? He's going to make contact With the living and the dead... Here comes black gold... Gather round young and old... He's going to be felt by the Timid and the bold... Within a wink of an eye,
With the wink of an eye Egos swell, bust and die... Kingdoms fall and cry... With the wink of an eye... With the wink of an eye A new born baby cries... And a 100 soldiers die with The wink of an eye.