Origin Nature & Destiny

Tracklist
1. Dark Cloud 03:41
2. B Train 03:46
3. Run Away Slave 02:58
4. Wounded Buffalo 03:30
5. Kitchen Fool 03:14
6. Whez Yez Wha 04:19
7. Louisiana Bayou 03:24
About album
ORIGIN NATURE & DESTINY

This album is a snapshot of the spiritual possibilities of man. All mankind is S.O.A.P. –
Sons Of Ascendant Potential.

 

Artist: Dark Fire Cloud
Genre: Zydeco Reggae
Publisher: Thunder Song Productions
Release Date: 09/08/2019
Label: DEEP VALLEY RECORDS
Lyrics:

Dark Cloud

Dark Cloud
Over New York City 9 / 11
Dark Cloud
Over Katrina the hurricane scene
Dark Cloud over the oil rig
Burning in the Gulf of Mexico
Way down in New Orleans
Way down in New Orleans

Dark Cloud...
Straight up from the holy bible
Dark Cloud
Led Moses on his dash
From Slavery to liberty
Dark Cloud
Is again leading God's children from slavery
From ecclesiastical church authority
From ecclesiastical church authority

Old order of dominance is over...over
Priestly pedophiles rolling in four leave clover
Be to me a Kingdom of priests a holy people
Establishing righteousness
Not church steeples

Dark Cloud
Straight up from the holy bible
Dark Cloud
Son of man no graven images before me
All daphne groves of idols
Will have to drop from fat to lean
Just like way down in New Orleans
Way down in New Orleans

Dark Cloud...
Straight up from the holy bible
Dark Cloud
Son of man no graven images before me
All daphne groves of idols
Will have to drop from fat to lean
Way down in New Orleans
Way down in New Orleans

Dark Cloud
Over New York City 9 / 11
Dark Cloud
Over Katrina the hurricane scene
Dark Cloud over the oil rig
Burning in the Gulf of Mexico
Way down in New Orleans
Way down in New Orleans

B Train

I'm Jesse James
I'm Kung Fu
Martin Luther King Jr. too
I'm Coches...Geronimo
The Lone Ranger & Tonto
Closing all border custom offices
The brotherhood train
is coming through
Moving down the tracks
With the rightful authority of
Melchizedek

I'm the sage of Salem
Sheik of Afrique
Cotton pickin Creole mystic
The local police
FBI
Full blooded Indian
With an arrow in my thigh
Closing all border custom offices
Brotherhood train
is coming through
Moving down the tracks
with the rightful authority of
Melchizedek

Study about the war no more
Defending Sovereignty
shore to shore
Factor in peace & cooperation
Peace is the yardstick of civilization

I'm Commander Cody
Cheyenne Body
Rowdy Rodeo
Billy the Kid
I'm El Syd
The Mark Brothers
Groucho

Closing all border custom offices
Brotherhood train
is coming through
Moving down the tracks
with the rightful authority of
Melchizedek

Run Away Slave

Oh my soul I wanted to save
Got rounded up
In a revival crusade
Priestly pedophiles
Proudly misbehaved
Bald head bishops covered up
The innocent kids the priests laid
From this spiritual bondage run away
Testify on judgement day
Run away...

Run away slave!!!
Catch me the early grave
Run away slave...
Running like a Cherokee brave!
Heart pumping to fail
Hear the blood hounds
On my trail

Why oh why
Oh why can't you stop and stay
Why oh why
Oh why...oh no...
I'm just a run away

Town to town camped out in caves
Wet with the morning dew
Absolutely no shave
The fresh out doors
My road was paved
Life of luxury I gladly waved
From this spiritual
Bondage!...Run away!
Testify on judgement day
Run away...

Run away slave!!!
Catch me the early grave
Run away slave...
Running like a Cherokee brave!
Heart pumping to fail
Hear the blood hounds
On my trail

Gimme little water got cotton mouth
I'm thirsty
Gimme little water
It's my time to die

Why oh why
Oh why can't you stop stay
Why oh why
Oh why...oh no...
I'm just a run away

Run away slave!!!
Catch me the early grave
Run away slave...
Running like a Cherokee brave!

Wounded Buffalo

Running out stumbling
I'm wounded buffalo
Pure adrenaline is pumping in my veins
Long as I'm running
I'm dangerous and cunning
But my transmission slipping
Yes that's my blood that's dripping
I I'll feel like I'll never run like thunder again.

Running out stumbling I'm wounded buffalo
Harpoon stuck deep in my liver
Full gallop speed
I should rest not to bleed
But my thirsty story is over
I ain't got no time to graze the clover
Today I run home like a river

Running out stumbling
I'm wounded buffalo
Spirit trying to get in the wind
The sky is black, I got lightning shafts
All my past days flicker
It's only my brain is spinning quicker
Into your hands I commend my spirit

[harmonica interlude]

Running out stumbling
I'm wounded buffalo
Blood blurring my vision
Just like rolling thunder
It's the sound of distant drumming
It's encouraging us home
That's the elders welcoming us home
They say welcome to the buffalo mission

Running out stumbling
I'm wounded buffalo
Moving now anti-gravity over ground
Light as a feather
We make tracks together
Finally laying our burdens down
We're breaking trek now to rest around
The white buffalo mound

Kitchen Fool

Kitchen Fool
The kitchen he ruled
Grew up colored Louisiana
Jim Crow rule
Plowed behind a mule
Till the Second World War
He joined the army
He went so far
And that's what it took
That Creole became a
US Army chef cook
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Let the good times roll

Kitchen Fool
The kitchen he ruled
They called him frenchy
Frenchy was cool
Joined the gambling pool
A black soldier phenomena
Black soldiers not yet given a gun
That was okay
They built the great
Alaskan Highway
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Let the good times roll

Kitchen Fool
The kitchen he ruled
Alaskan mornings frost was cruel
He kept his cool
Biscuits pancakes coffee hot
Buffalo soldiers always ate a lot
He did alright
Seventeen hundred dollars
In card game one night
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Let the good times roll

Kitchen Fool
The kitchen he ruled
He knew sleeping with
to much cash was uncool
He avoided the duel
Went back to the kitchen for sure
Paid five dollars to sleep
on the kitchen floor
And with that money
he bought land
Cause he wired it to
Lafayette Louisiana
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Let the good times roll

Kitchen Fool
The kitchen he ruled
Sent two sons to medical school
He cooked Christmas Yule
A trick he would pull
He needed guitar music
to make his cup feel full
And what would the old chef say
Play me some blues
And put me in the alley right away

Kitchen Fool

Whez Yez Wha

Just tell God
Wha Yez Wha
Wha Yez Wha
Just tell God
Wha Yez Wha
Just tell God
Wha Yez Wha
But Don't bow your head!
Just tell God
Wha Yez Wha
Wha Yez Wha
What you bowing your head down for?
Don't bow your head
Man is in the image of God

I'm in Love with Yaweh God
Surrounded by graven images
Bow you start paying
Don't bow your head
Man himself is in the image of God

I am thy Lord thy God
No graven images before me
I made man in my own image
Not to kneel...
Spiritual Liberty!

Yes I am in Love with Yahweh God
My life is in danger
Exposing the mafia's Idol game
But don't bow your head
Man is in the image of God

Just tell God
Wha Yez Wha
Wha Yez Wha

Just tell God
Wha Yez Wha
Wha Yez Wha
Wha Yez Wha
Wha Yez Wha
Tell God
Wha Yez Wha
Wha Yez Wha
But Don't bow your head!

I'm in Love with Yaweh God
Surrounded by graven images
Bow you start paying
Don't bow your head
Man himself is in the image of God

I am the Lord thy God
No graven images before me
I made man in my own image
Not to kneel...
Spiritual Liberty!

Please tell God
Wha Yez Wha
Tell God
Wha Yez Wha
Just tell God
Wha Yez Wha
But Don't bow your head!

But don't bow your head!

Louisiana Bayou

I got the hippy ti-yeaux
All because I've got to go
Yes I've gotta do
Get to Louisiana Bayou
I wanna go back
I got the hippy ti-yeaux
I got to get back
I wanna get back
To Louisiana Bayou

I'm going back to my yellow school bus
In Louisiana Bayou
Cool night breeze
Lightning bugs in the trees
I wanna go back to Lafayette Parish
In Louisiana Bayou
The Zydeco, R&B Calypso Reggae melody

I wanna go back
I got the hippy ti-yeaux
I got to get back
Got the hippy ti-yeaux
I wanna get back
To Louisiana Bayou

I wanna go back to fishin n shrimpin
Louisiana Bayou
Baton Rouge, New Orleans
The beautiful delta scene
I wanna go back to
Gumbo country
To Louisiana Bayou
Brown gravy, crawfish sauce,
mattress Spanish moss

I wanna go back
I got the hippy ti-yeaux
I got to get back
Got the hippy ti-yeaux
I wanna get back
To Louisiana Bayou

I wanna go back
I got the hippy ti-yeaux
I got to get back
Got the hippy ti-yeaux
I wanna get back
To Louisiana Bayou
Reviews:

"Dark Fire Cloud lyrics and music are pure gold. "