Post Mortem (feat. Voltaire)

[Verse 1: Voltaire]

Post mortem but no runes left from my passing
I landscape the forms after what I imagine
I'm half-naked walking a floor made of satin
I'm absorbing what has been, I'm dead
A truth that I now have to confront
Ain't nothing repressing my conduct
No crime though, no stress because time was a construct
Yeah, yeah
The ingredients of peace
No sleeping, our dreams at our feet
Ain't no need to blink breath or eat
We all got our answers the secrets revealed
And if eager to leave there is optional rеincarnation
As anyone recent or anciеnt if not unceasing vacation
Appeal you the piece for the swing of starvation
We're finally free from the matrix
A new chapter of hope
Forgiveness is lift every anchor that tie down my soul
And the value of gold is like cold because everything's free in the valley of ghosts
To you, what would true happiness mean, if you close your eyes tight you can see
Paradise manifesting what you want it to be so if you wanna rest in heaven just, believe...