The world, soon to be ending
My darling don't cry
The end, it's just the beginning
As darkness fills the sky

The war is here, but were blinded
The fear soon to arise
No one seems to mind it
But It's not a surprise

13 species
13 skulls
Collect the pieces
Peace for all

Thirteen skulls legend bound
Thirteen skulls crystal crowned
Thirteen skulls earthen drowned
Thirteen skulls never found

No one knows, the war is here
But perhaps a few, the sight we saw
We carry the burden of frightened fear
One in a hundred, the torturous call

Indigo and earth children have come to fight
The warriors, of the protector
Welcome the light of the divine
It's our fault, the false electors

Thirteen creatures
Thirteen heavens
Profound features
The Chakra seven

Thirteen skulls legend bound
Thirteen skulls crystal crowned
Thirteen skulls earthen drowned
Thirteen skulls never found

Communication all around
Ring the bell, hear the sound
The spirit grows, build the mound
Meditate on lotus ground

Thirteen skulls legend bound
Thirteen skulls crystal crowned
Thirteen skulls earthen drowned
Thirteen skulls never found

13 species
13 skulls
Collect the pieces
Peace for all

Thirteen creatures
Thirteen heavens
Profound features
The Chakra seven

Thirteen skulls legend bound
Thirteen skulls crystal crowned
Thirteen skulls earthen drowned
Thirteen skulls never found

Thirteen skulls, crystal skulls
The thirteen skulls finally found
The world will lay safe and sound
Thirteen skulls, peace for all
Thirteen skulls, peace for all

My name is Mr. Skullcracker and I'm in the business of cracking skulls,
I whack skulls, I smack skulls, I've got a knack for cracking skulls,
I follow my endeavors for attacking, cracking skulls,
And although it isn't clever cracking skulls is never dull,
There are stupid skulls for hacking that are lacking any brain,
But there are intelligent skulls I'm whacking that are cracking open just the same,
When I'm blacking out from cracking it's the glamour that I lack,
No one's enamored with my hammer or the skulls that I do crack,
And though cracking skulls is colorful there are lulls where I lay back,
And when I'm laying backing instead of whacking there are skulls that could be cracked!
What I need to aid attacking is a girl to watch my back,
She could be tall with auburn hair, or short and fat with black,
Have back acne, be a banshee, I couldn't care less about that,
But if her hacking skills are lacking then my emotions do fall flat
All she needs is a thick enough forehead so that her skull I do not crack,
She could fill stadiums with her voice or be tracking with the bulls,
But she needs a cranium of titanium cause I'm in the business of cracking skulls

Solely roaming,
Solely flowing,
Slowly transcending,
Slowly ascending.

Where do those pretty wings belong?
On the sides of skulls.

Lifting our mind state,
Leading us
To the land of winged skulls.

There's a brain in a bowl who says so.

Only drifting
Behind gates with thee,
Receiving symbols.

Your eyes dilate,
Someone's head is hung over,
Bludgeoned by stones.

There's a brain in a bowl that says so.

Where do those pretty wings belong?
On the sides of skulls,

Lifting your mind state,
Leading you
To the land of winged skulls.

There's a brain in a bowl that says so.

(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith

(Originally written 10/27/10
Revised 9/27/14)