Thursday, May 1, 2025

Killer Bees

My crown won’t bow to no ruling force.

My rebels I hold cocked in the chamber.

If freedom is a curse, then open up the gates; Danger! Danger!

Bravery is a skill used for those who desire to conquer the world, but my riches lay deeper inside of my blood.

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! Here comes the flood.

The forces that I have on the way will bring mortal men to their knees.

My divine blessings are worse when I sneeze.

Purified like a king dangling from a cross I come in peace to reclaim what was lost.

In the end it will be hard for you to understand.

Rising through the heavens I rain down dark matter and kneel to no man.

Dressed in black, riding my horse, I know your thoughts, I’m the hidden force.

I’m like a pharaoh lost in time spreading life, knowledge, and strength. 

The hebrews know me for I came like the wind, but they too failed, scattered and sinned.

I am a perfect bee tending his hive, I am the morning sun for I am divine.

Here’s some honey for I rise and shine.

Let me bee, I’m the buzz and only I can set you free.

Bow to no one and if they try to bring you to your knees, buzz like killer bees.

I was and will always be the vision shining from sea to shining seas.

Killer bees.

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