In the beginning there were no Sun and no Moon,
Thus through God they both were to be soon.
On the lovely day the Sun was made for,
and in the night the Moon would explore.

But it came to the Sun's awareness that he was not alone,
So he spoke with a loud voice" Who else is at home".
the Moon said "It is I the light of the night",
Now they both were certain that they both was right.

Day and night past and they talked and talked,
Hoping one day, they would together walk.
literally by each other's side for real,
Not knowing that it's an absurd way to feel.

The Sun felt for the Moon,
Soon they both tried to meet, and it had to be soon.
But when they met, their domains were upside down,
Causing chaos in the world all around.

God came and said that this cannot be,
You must stay separated or it will create destructivity.
Stand where I put thee and is there you shall stay,
The Sun and the Moon was cursed to never cross paths again.

The result of this God sent an eclipse to bind their seal,
That no matter what they do, they will never meet.
Love is apart now foot never rest at stool,
This is my story of the Sun and the Moon.

Life wasn't designed to grant peace of mind,
Yet mankind strive everyday to at least try to find,
Inclined to the evil side so their hearts are so unkind,
We need God to help unbind the chains on our young minds.

The grind is perfectly outlined,
To the point where you can literally see the lines,
Of the supremacy and deceit of the "High signed",
Well timed and I don't need to rhyme to unwind,
The twined ropes around the necks of the youths and their feeble minds.

Push forward and don't drop behind,
You must think out of the box, we need a mastermind, to mastermind the misinterpretation life's stranded vine,
We need to wipe our eyes from the lies to show we are no longer lame, no longer silent and no longer blind,
Combine the strength and power of love and loyalty to define,
What the rest of mankind is trying to find,
The pure of heart of one's self and the inner peace of one's mind.

Static is my lyrics, under water call it aquatic,
Automatic never panic forever ready I bring the traffic.
Traumatic is how I have "em" with my flow it's acrobatic,
So cold, climatic, with the bounce, hydraulic.
I'm not dramatic but I got it like a fanatic,
Have the Devil in my basement and the Lord in my attic.
Plasmatic, ray-guns shoot, like my words it's so systematic.
Diplomatic with the degree to add static unfortunately so drastic,
Call me mathematics, because like algebra I'm so problematic.
Fantastic, no Mr. Fantastic, stretchy I'm elastic, I got that melt away like I'm hot plastic.
You mess with me, you get the flu now the situation symptomatic,
Lyrics like bullets, I got a lot, painted my picture,
Do you see it,
Diagrammatic.
Static is my lyrics under water call it aquatic,
Automatic never panic forever steady, now I stop the traffic.

Tragic, they say don't panic, death of extreme athlete Dean Potter and his friend Graham Hunt in Yosemite National Park renewed attention to the risks of base jumping, that's catastrophic.

Imagine that fall, so why do it at all,
Imagine that wing glider rips or your parachute grip slips,
You pull it and the clips doesn't want to come out, eye sight to the floor or deep seas, shivering because he or she sees, death instant death, beneath tall trees and the last things you see are  green leaves, blue skies tears dripping, dirt then Smash!!
Your memory was last know as another casualty of base jumping.

Can you have an insight of such in sight of falling hundred of kilometers in the sky, everything is going fine and one terror leads to another and the next terror is loss of life.
No man, woman or child wants to feel that fright of helplessness,
But yet they say it's a sport, come jump, fly and sore like a bird,
That absurd.
The deaths still don't bother others, maybe, maybe not,
But when someone body drops,
Tears drop, hands holds head and everything stops.
Mothers, fathers and love ones cries, "Oh my God is he dead", yes he just died because the in sight of what's in sight wasn't accepted that base jumping is dangerous.

A sudden fall to death,
A sudden funeral is set,
A sudden loss is met,
A sudden person laid to rest.
Man's domain is the ground, and the birds of the air is the skies.
What I have learnt is that you could never know what happens next, the future is uncertain to all.
So live life to the fullest and it doesn't mean base jump to fall and loose your all. Famous people have tried and fail, rich people have seen and bailed and some people stayed and it was successful nailed.
But you are not them, avoid trying, avoid your family and avoid your friends,
From falling to their end.

Fatality rate, hmmm it is fatal,
Besides the obvious it's also illegal.
So you wanna break the rules, then be that fool or be the fools that leave their good homes, life maybe schools, just to commit suicide by jumping off high mountains or buildings because it looks cool.
It's insane, base jumping is just so in vain, like what's the point, because to me it no game, it's no fame and it's really lame,
Yet you put all this strain on yourself to maintain a plan for such absurd risk.
And when you see and feel the pain before you feel the pain you realize you were insane and there's no coming back from this,
So why complain, it's a sudden fall to death.

Tragic, they say don't panic, death of Famous Jhonathan Florez, Dario Zanon, Uli Emanuele, and Alexander Polli rose attention to the risks of base jumping, Now that's catastrophic.

A sudden fall to death,
It's not automatic,
The pain is static,
The death makes you panic,
But the action is manual.
Maybe not the first time apparently the feeling is casual.
Base jumping is proven to be one of the most dangerous "sport" in the world, so why do it.
Why waste your time and life,
Why leave your children and wife,
Why jump and not know the price,
Why be this impotent with your life,
Why jump when there's no price.
A sudden fall to death.
I didn't say it once,
Base jumping is proven to be dangerous,
I am sure I said it more than just twice.

Zero tolerance,
For abuse!!
Zero tolerance,
For misuse!!
Zero tolerance,
For racism!!
Zero tolerance,
For no mannerism!!
Zero tolerance,
For unnecessary hate!!
Zero tolerance,
For unnecessary fates!!
Zero tolerance,
For violence!!
Zero tolerance,
For lack of common sense!!

Is It fair, for everyone not to care, when a man kills and man, INJUSTICE!!
And when a man premeditates on another, to ******, to see the tears of a father or a mother, INJUSTICE!!

How about when a man dies, for trying to protect his rights, with many witnesses in sight, is that justice?
For a cold-hearted beast, to look upon a child and abuse the rights of being superior, is that justice?

Think of it like this, in a land of such mist, to hear a sad story on the news, how many beings are being missed.
What a shame, they think it's a game, to ******, rap, steal and do what they want and drive families insane, to re-tame, sustain the feeling of pain.

And that is when It comes to the time of an innocent person, to take their own step of faith, to set things straight.
To put out the fist, make that list, and understand that injustice is our only justice.

So they fight for rights, to stay alive, because when push comes to shove, a killer motto is to **** or be killed.
And a subtle, humble citizen, takes the handle, to dismantle the lives of a criminal.
Because in life they understand that injustice is their only justice, to be unjust to those who are unjust to them.

One brick at a time,
Soon I'll have my wall.
  No cement needed,
But sweat, tears and blood.
I will place one brick as perfect as one brick can be placed,
Soon I'll have my wall.
I look back,
I remember the walls I was trying to build,
"She" broke them down.
So now I must look forward,
I must say she is happy now.
One brick at a time,
Soon I'll have my wall.

I don't need friends,
They're unreliable and not trustworthy.
Sustain me,
Revive me,
Hydrate me,
I am running out of fluid to build my wall.
One brick at a time,
Soon I'll have my wall.

I feel unwanted,
I feel unappreciated,
I feel unloved,
I feel unstable,
I feel unhappy,
A good companion is so hard to find.
One brick at a time,
Soon I'll have my wall.
The earth has the moon,
For the dark night.
The earth has the sun,
For the bright day,
Again I must say,
One brick everyday.
One brick at a time,
Soon I'll have my wall.