chapel

Yeah it's brand new yorke, for the last time

I climbed from the base to the top of the mountain
I made my way in the faith of the chapel
In the vein of the greats, you know I reached for the mantle
I could have drowned in the moat, but I built up my castle
A curved path came from a slave of the chattel
Your eyes stay glued, no changing the channel
It's something much deeper than the gold and the fashion
The same way he said, Selassie is the chapel

It's something so mystic, I held faith always and I trust in my visions
If I don't hit my marks, you know I tried with precision
In you place gave my life, yeah my lightest decision

From my core came the fire, a power called higher
When it all boils down, left with dreams and desires
A man is just flesh, burn my form on the pyre
So it's not just me but all the things I inspire