| Song | Mermaid |
| Artist | Killah Priest |
| Album | Rocket to Nebula |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Walter Reed |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Walter Reed |
| [00:49.594] [Verse 1] | |
| [00:50.825] | After I burn sage, I follow the mermaid through the worm cage |
| [00:54.405] | In a turn of an age, but I can’t discern the days |
| [00:57.094] | I’m in a daze, unconcerning of phase |
| [00:59.027] | A stage as I follow her through this maze |
| [01:01.669] | Coming up out of the etherean waves with a filthy bathe right below the milky ways |
| [01:05.570] She turned and [?] | me with a quilt she made out of silk and suede |
| [01:09.790] | Suddenly I’m in middle grade |
| [01:11.272] | Then staring into a mirror, gazing at her head that’s fully braid |
| [01:14.873] | Face wooly with little grays |
| [01:17.035] Then she took me through this underwater path through these hills that she [?] | |
| [01:20.274] | Then through a chilly haze over many graves |
| [01:23.370] | I felt silly, this feels really crazed |
| [01:25.719] | Underwater castles where the guards of an ancient city stayed |
| [01:29.214] | I felt trippy, I felt dizzy, it’s misty |
| [01:32.453] | I felt that I have any legs |
| [01:34.322] | Is this astral projection or out of body experience or some kind of godly deliverance? |
| [01:39.598] | Sorry, pardon my ignorance |
| [01:41.272] Or are we prohibited from [?] | remembrance? Cognitive dissonance |
| [01:45.862] | The marsh shows discipline |
| [01:47.860] | My bars show the penmanship, penmanship to brilliantness |
| [01:52.020] | Brilliantness to the wilderness for a pilgrimage where the healing is |
| [01:55.495] | Found the electron plasma |
| [01:57.279] | Snatched a leaf from out of jasper |
| [01:59.106] | In disbelief, turned into gold then closed my palms, when I released, it turned into amber |
| [02:03.715] | I’m onboard a rocket ship where the chairs are detailed with chakra strips |
| [02:07.469] | Below us, the apocalypse |
| [02:09.754] | Before us, a metropolis |
| [02:11.481] | Her fabric must have been made out of magic, I wore it like a jacket |
| [02:15.149] | I felt like I was going backwards, this is madness |
| [02:17.835] | Then she opened up another tablet that gave me access to the address of the masters |
| [02:22.024] | I accept the journey like Paul on his way to Damascus |
| [02:24.758] | Or like Jesus to Mount Olive, they both rode in on asses |
| [02:28.209] | So I’m doing alchemy sitting beneath the olive tree |
| [02:31.141] | Now standing on the balcony studying the astrology, wearing an orange robe, a white man bun, rocking molly beads |
| [02:37.870] | Enlightened being, a knighted king |
| [02:39.960] | My whole studio’s made of crystal, I wear a cape, my mic is wing |
| [02:43.810] | Wordplay supreme, I follow the mermaid queen |
| [02:47.267] | |
| [03:13.793] [Verse 2] | |
| [03:15.403] | She told me many things, showed me another range, the lower and the upper planes |
| [03:19.883] | Inner body or outer body, I can’t explain |
| [03:22.868] | But I just couldn’t understand something, the demands of this woman |
| [03:26.449] | A fish, what was her wish? Do we exist? |
| [03:29.854] | I tried to resist, she insist, then we kissed, then my mind went “blick,” this is it |
| [03:35.628] | It’s more than just a void, the darkness, the process, the odd guess |
| [03:40.202] Some will get [?] | , yes |
| [03:42.044] | I remember images, things I recollect |
| [03:44.846] | But to put in retrospect, I didn’t wear a vest |
| [03:47.904] | And it’s not the long sleep that comes when you succumb to the numb of the warm peace |
| [03:53.391] | Once on me, but now the fear’s lifted, the cold is felt |
| [03:57.528] | The slipping away, mystic, then you let go of self |
| [04:01.240] | The feeling was noted, then the body ghosted |
| [04:04.529] | So I descended to the underworld to the house of shadows in a canoe with a much younger girl, without a paddle |
| [04:11.611] | Sailing down the “river of no return,” in the quiet lit darkness through the mirror where souls sojourned |
| [04:17.528] | Aboard the digital airplane, turned slave, jeweled mermaid |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Walter Reed |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Walter Reed |
| [00:49.594] [Verse 1] | |
| [00:50.825] | After I burn sage, I follow the mermaid through the worm cage |
| [00:54.405] | In a turn of an age, but I can' t discern the days |
| [00:57.094] | I' m in a daze, unconcerning of phase |
| [00:59.027] | A stage as I follow her through this maze |
| [01:01.669] | Coming up out of the etherean waves with a filthy bathe right below the milky ways |
| [01:05.570] She turned and [?] | me with a quilt she made out of silk and suede |
| [01:09.790] | Suddenly I' m in middle grade |
| [01:11.272] | Then staring into a mirror, gazing at her head that' s fully braid |
| [01:14.873] | Face wooly with little grays |
| [01:17.035] Then she took me through this underwater path through these hills that she [?] | |
| [01:20.274] | Then through a chilly haze over many graves |
| [01:23.370] | I felt silly, this feels really crazed |
| [01:25.719] | Underwater castles where the guards of an ancient city stayed |
| [01:29.214] | I felt trippy, I felt dizzy, it' s misty |
| [01:32.453] | I felt that I have any legs |
| [01:34.322] | Is this astral projection or out of body experience or some kind of godly deliverance? |
| [01:39.598] | Sorry, pardon my ignorance |
| [01:41.272] Or are we prohibited from [?] | remembrance? Cognitive dissonance |
| [01:45.862] | The marsh shows discipline |
| [01:47.860] | My bars show the penmanship, penmanship to brilliantness |
| [01:52.020] | Brilliantness to the wilderness for a pilgrimage where the healing is |
| [01:55.495] | Found the electron plasma |
| [01:57.279] | Snatched a leaf from out of jasper |
| [01:59.106] | In disbelief, turned into gold then closed my palms, when I released, it turned into amber |
| [02:03.715] | I' m onboard a rocket ship where the chairs are detailed with chakra strips |
| [02:07.469] | Below us, the apocalypse |
| [02:09.754] | Before us, a metropolis |
| [02:11.481] | Her fabric must have been made out of magic, I wore it like a jacket |
| [02:15.149] | I felt like I was going backwards, this is madness |
| [02:17.835] | Then she opened up another tablet that gave me access to the address of the masters |
| [02:22.024] | I accept the journey like Paul on his way to Damascus |
| [02:24.758] | Or like Jesus to Mount Olive, they both rode in on asses |
| [02:28.209] | So I' m doing alchemy sitting beneath the olive tree |
| [02:31.141] | Now standing on the balcony studying the astrology, wearing an orange robe, a white man bun, rocking molly beads |
| [02:37.870] | Enlightened being, a knighted king |
| [02:39.960] | My whole studio' s made of crystal, I wear a cape, my mic is wing |
| [02:43.810] | Wordplay supreme, I follow the mermaid queen |
| [02:47.267] | |
| [03:13.793] [Verse 2] | |
| [03:15.403] | She told me many things, showed me another range, the lower and the upper planes |
| [03:19.883] | Inner body or outer body, I can' t explain |
| [03:22.868] | But I just couldn' t understand something, the demands of this woman |
| [03:26.449] | A fish, what was her wish? Do we exist? |
| [03:29.854] | I tried to resist, she insist, then we kissed, then my mind went " blick, " this is it |
| [03:35.628] | It' s more than just a void, the darkness, the process, the odd guess |
| [03:40.202] Some will get [?] | , yes |
| [03:42.044] | I remember images, things I recollect |
| [03:44.846] | But to put in retrospect, I didn' t wear a vest |
| [03:47.904] | And it' s not the long sleep that comes when you succumb to the numb of the warm peace |
| [03:53.391] | Once on me, but now the fear' s lifted, the cold is felt |
| [03:57.528] | The slipping away, mystic, then you let go of self |
| [04:01.240] | The feeling was noted, then the body ghosted |
| [04:04.529] | So I descended to the underworld to the house of shadows in a canoe with a much younger girl, without a paddle |
| [04:11.611] | Sailing down the " river of no return, " in the quiet lit darkness through the mirror where souls sojourned |
| [04:17.528] | Aboard the digital airplane, turned slave, jeweled mermaid |