Secrets of the Path
Yugen Blakrok Lyrics


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corrupt I
Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni
Feels like I'm chasing tracers
Focus faded...

In my hand I possess the knowledge of a
sweet new way into the Secret Element, fires fade
Upon the altar where godheads are displayed
Eternal rapture of the soul incarnates with no stains
I am The Cloudy Daughter – center of
the storm, rising outta swirling water
My stature will surpass the stars
Venus of the mist whose light can be seen from afar
Burns eternal like the battle of Seth and Ra
But these blue wings will carry I into the Essence of All
We were heroes, long ago, before the legends of the fall
Building temples in the sky, rising high above nine
To fight alike, spears sharper than stalagmites
Gaining access to cosmic divine methods
Cause none dare to question the might of Akasha's records
Spirit guides join forces as we come undone, become one
The mystic Number of the Sun

Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I
Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni
Feel like I'm chasing tracers
Focus faded, tryina outrun the ticking of these heart paces
Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I
Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni
Feel like I'm chasing tracers
Focus faded, focus faded

What kinda ism is this?
We're like light thru a prism before the schism is killed
In the prison of sleep... I keep rhyming through bars, lucid dreaming
Heard that love's brighter from the outside, believe it
This morning when life woke up, I dove back down into slumber
Cuz in-between realities, there's glitches when I stutter
Sleep-talking formula with in-breath
Exhale solutions, scientist in me is inbred
My language traps the tongue - caught in
diction mazes lost for days - in hazy blazes
While fiery words transcend these mortal planes
My verbal play's like smoke signals, home of the braves
And wild style thoughts can spray when the clouds spell riverclay
Psycho-analyst type in-between-the-lines reader
Deciphering codes beneath the eyelids as a dreamer
Diving deeper into abstract, non-conformity
My realest self's created thru celestial artistry

Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I
Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni
Feel like I'm chasing tracers
Focus faded, tryina outrun the ticking of these heart paces
Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I
Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni




Feel like I'm chasing tracers
Focus faded, focus faded

Overall Meaning

In "Secrets of the Path," Yugen Blakrok opens with "corrupt I," acknowledging the danger of succumbing to the corrupting influence of power and fame. She then goes on to describe her journey towards enlightenment, holding "the knowledge of a sweet new way into the Secret Element." Yugen identifies herself as "The Cloudy Daughter" who rises above the storms and possesses an eternal light. She references mythology, likening herself to Venus and comparing her wings to those of the gods. Yugen describes a time when all humanity was united in the quest for the divine, building temples in the sky to access cosmic knowledge. She foresees a future where humanity can once again access this knowledge and transcend the limitations of mortal life.


Throughout the song, Yugen Blakrok also delves into themes of language, dreaming, and self-discovery. She talks about trapped language and the power of words to transcend physical limitations. Yugen also touches upon the idea of lucid dreaming and the ways in which the dream state can be a place of exploration and revelation. She ultimately sees herself as a "celestial artist" who seeks to identify her "realest self" through the process of creating and exploring.


Line by Line Meaning

Corrupt I
I cannot be corrupted


Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni
My words are straightforward and powerful, I am a master of language


Feels like I'm chasing tracers
I am struggling to keep up with something that is constantly moving


Focus faded...
I am losing my concentration


In my hand I possess the knowledge of a sweet new way into the Secret Element, fires fade Upon the altar where godheads are displayed Eternal rapture of the soul incarnates with no stains
I have discovered a new path to enlightenment that brings me inner peace and purity


I am The Cloudy Daughter – center of the storm, rising outta swirling water My stature will surpass the stars Venus of the mist whose light can be seen from afar Burns eternal like the battle of Seth and Ra But these blue wings will carry I into the Essence of All
I am a powerful force of nature, destined for greatness, my spirit will endure forever


We were heroes, long ago, before the legends of the fall Building temples in the sky, rising high above nine To fight alike, spears sharper than stalagmites Gaining access to cosmic divine methods Cause none dare to question the might of Akasha's records Spirit guides join forces as we come undone, become one The mystic Number of the Sun
In ancient times we were heroic warriors, who fought with divine weapons and powers, connected to the universe and its eternal wisdom


Shed the skin, shrink the iris, human don't corrupt I Frank when I speak, chief wordsmith alumni Feel like I'm chasing tracers Focus faded, tryina outrun the ticking of these heart paces
I must shed my human limitations in order to stay pure and focused, my words are honest and powerful but I struggle to keep up with the fast pace of life


What kinda ism is this? We're like light thru a prism before the schism is killed In the prison of sleep... I keep rhyming through bars, lucid dreaming Heard that love's brighter from the outside, believe it This morning when life woke up, I dove back down into slumber Cuz in-between realities, there's glitches when I stutter
I am questioning the nature of our existence and the divisions that separate us, I am exploring the barriers that we face in our dreams, and I am seeking to understand the true nature of love


Sleep-talking formula with in-breath Exhale solutions, scientist in me is inbred My language traps the tongue - caught in diction mazes lost for days - in hazy blazes While fiery words transcend these mortal planes My verbal play's like smoke signals, home of the braves And wild style thoughts can spray when the clouds spell riverclay Psycho-analyst type in-between-the-lines reader Deciphering codes beneath the eyelids as a dreamer Diving deeper into abstract, non-conformity My realest self's created thru celestial artistry
I am a master of language, exploring the hidden meanings and symbolism in our world, seeking to understand the nature of reality through the power of my own words and creativity




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Enthusiastic Nihilst

Shivers down my back, that's when you know you found a dope artist.

Crate Baptist

She’s incredibly slept on. Such a dope artist

khanya s

dope, i feel like this is'nt as big as it should be.

Brian BigBoss

Here's hoping her feat on Opps broadcasts her talent.

Big Viel

That's just the way it is I guess.  Good music get's slept on, but finds it's niche in the "underground" so to speak.  I think the majority of people are to empty to enjoy music with any substance.

paramorphosi

great artist, great album

bongani champane

this chick is slept on she aint getting the recognition she deserves she got kendricks lamars ryhming scheme and flow mixed with a kinda of mob deep and wu tang mixed in one,,im vibing to this...

Resifreak

lovely beat <3

Bliss Bindope

That concrete. complex. composition. Bless.

CYAN KHOURY

ethereal anti gravity you rock blakrok xxx

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