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Doubt feat. Kain The Poet
[Narrator]
Afternoon light illuminates the pastures
On the hillside time is elastic
Just beyond the path trodden over time
The only object in motion a figure that's approaching
Million different tales from a million different lands
In his eyes, and his hands withered by wind and the sands
Antiquated relic of the past
Nomadic wanderer, hermit with a staff
[Shalim]
I've been earning me a fast reputation in the camp
As a versatile hunter for the dinners that we have under moonlight
Drumbeats and dance go hand in hand
Not a chance I could leave this land
I gotta check yesterday's snares for hares and such
Thus better bring a net and a wary touch
Deep into winning the respect of the elders and the women
For the killing of the protein carriers
[Kain the Poet as The Wild One]
Talisman is that you?
[Shalim]
No, I'm Shalim from beyond the lagoon
[Kain the Poet as The Wild One]
Are you wearing that crescent on your Amulet
Or is that crescent wearing you?
Do you know who you are?
Out! Doubt! Out of the pouch
There's nothing here for you, bounce!
Dreams, celebrations, qwa-qwa, bla-bla, bounce!
Here, this pouch is for you
Boil it, Drink it down to the bottom
Safeguard your lady at the side of the mountain and climb to the top
The oracle at the center is the bounce of the kangaroo
When the body of the soul of tongues sings
You will sing the song of tongues
Later you will remember then you shall bounce
Talisman, what? Listen!
The dream is a dead figure in history!
The eye of the needle is always now!
Bounce!
[Narrator]
Back in his sanctuary no rest
Soaked in stress, trying to digest the implication
Pulls the root from the sack at his hip
Brews a little potion puts the glass to his lips
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The next morning he awakes from a haze with a new found clarity
Writes the best words he can write
She still sleeps, one long last look for the road and he's gone
Gives in to the dawn
[Shalim]
Although I know it's gonna break my heart in two
I know now what to do regarding finding who I am
And starting by unwillingly departing my beloved garden
My soul mate and everything I've come to bond with
The elders of the commune, the laughs
The scenery, the freedom - the past
[Narrator]
Fading into distance, un-trodden path
Nomadic wanderer, hermit with a staff
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Months pass
As shalim searches for the oracle
The masked tyrant king dumile continues his crusade in the west
Led by the king's son rongon the conqueror
The troops bear the crest of the mask on their chests
Stony is the path on the quest
Blood thirst rages in the age of the wolf
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