[CRUMBLED IN OUR DUST] A COLLAB FEATURING Angela Williams

[CRUMBLED IN OUR DUST] A COLLAB FEATURING Angela Williams
THE MUSIC FOR THIS BLEND... PAY ATTENTION...
http://youtu.be/9qtQLepa0Xw

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We... blended in this eventuality... an African empress and I born of the need for sanctuary in the face of all this strife.
Entwined and rooted in the reality that without us there would be no more humanity... man and woman crumbled into dust.

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Crumbled into dust... how fitting a return from whence we came.An emperor and empress retreating for a brief moment to gather strength from the source of their power.Entangled and grounded in the knowledge that from us is the beginning and the end.. man and woman.

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The sun and the sky... the rivers and oceans and all that lies in between as kemetically we form.The light and the dark that dwells in our skin... shades of all that we are, were and will be in our dislocated reality... shards of our beauty as it weaves through our fabric.

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Our fabric... created with beauty, strength and love. So vibrant in all that is us.No place to call home. Dislocated and relocated to a place that kills us. Not knowing that in our killing the life force seeps slowly away... not just for us, but for all.

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For all that we aspire to be is locked away in the chromosomes waiting to be freed so that we may be... a whisper of essentiality floating by on the breeze.A dance in the arms of a queen as the kingdom seems to fall into disarray... bodies ravaged and lying at the gates... so soft the dying song as the band plays away.

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The kingdom may seem to fall, but truth be known in the chaos and destruction we will emerge... free to be what and who we were destined to be.Aspirations rising from the crumbled dust that we were born. Entwined and rooted in the reality that we are a whisper that is being heard and unlocking the gate that many have died in victory at.

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The world falls silent as our lyrics gain gravity and become the anchor which tethers these fleshly ships... drifting on the celestial quality of these words.Lost in the form of our beauty which reminds us of times spoken of in holy books and fairy tales... as we emerge.

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Rising from the crumbled dust. Emerging from the earth. Standing victorious at the open gate. Lifted by the courage, determination and strength of those who came before us. Whispers of humanity. A man and woman, a king and queen.... entwined and rooted in all that is human.

JERALD MURPHY AND ANGELA WILLIAMS