Nightmare
from The Looma (part 2/5) by One Be Lo
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lyrics
While the knights creep
Wunda leaps into deep sleep.
Reaching for its peak
and diving for deeper meaning
in dreaming about the same fire breathing demon Mosnar beamed in earlier that evening.
With empty palms,
he felt calm in its presence even.
Oddly enough,
a teething wolf bites the dragon for apparently no reason.
Instead of bleeding,
an additional limb branches out from the neck region
leaving a sprouting head equally demon,
but seemingly more evil.
He paused when he heard Yasny screaming.
Then Oggie yelled,
“USE THE SWORD!”
But Wunda didn’t have a sword.
Before getting burned by breathing,
Wunda woke up in a cold sweat, his chest heaving.
His eyelids lifted slow,
in the moment he woke
he breathed in smoke and choked before he spoke.
“YASNYYY!”
No response.
“OGGIE!”
All he heard was outside voices and noises.
Wunda screamed their names frantically
as he felt his way through the smokes anatomy.
Smoke filled the room, just past his knee.
Staying low to the ground he looked around
and saw his grandmother laying face down
in her nightgown, not making a sound.
Wunda put a peace sign on her puny wrist
but there was no pulse to be found.
“YASNY!” He sobbed in disbelief. “YASNY!”
She wasn't waking or sleeping because she wasn't breathing.
Not far from her body he found his brother, victim of the same symptoms. The smoke killed him..
It's time to exit before hell’s kitchen becomes a farewell
prison.
He covered his face with his shirt and squinted his way through the smoke and flames.
He crawled his way
outside into open space where more howls and screams
cursed the fresh air that bursts in his face.
The frame that still remained standing,
finally folded into the flame.
Overwhelmed by the pace of all the events taking place,
this is a living nightmare experienced wide awake.
Wunda leaps into deep sleep.
Reaching for its peak
and diving for deeper meaning
in dreaming about the same fire breathing demon Mosnar beamed in earlier that evening.
With empty palms,
he felt calm in its presence even.
Oddly enough,
a teething wolf bites the dragon for apparently no reason.
Instead of bleeding,
an additional limb branches out from the neck region
leaving a sprouting head equally demon,
but seemingly more evil.
He paused when he heard Yasny screaming.
Then Oggie yelled,
“USE THE SWORD!”
But Wunda didn’t have a sword.
Before getting burned by breathing,
Wunda woke up in a cold sweat, his chest heaving.
His eyelids lifted slow,
in the moment he woke
he breathed in smoke and choked before he spoke.
“YASNYYY!”
No response.
“OGGIE!”
All he heard was outside voices and noises.
Wunda screamed their names frantically
as he felt his way through the smokes anatomy.
Smoke filled the room, just past his knee.
Staying low to the ground he looked around
and saw his grandmother laying face down
in her nightgown, not making a sound.
Wunda put a peace sign on her puny wrist
but there was no pulse to be found.
“YASNY!” He sobbed in disbelief. “YASNY!”
She wasn't waking or sleeping because she wasn't breathing.
Not far from her body he found his brother, victim of the same symptoms. The smoke killed him..
It's time to exit before hell’s kitchen becomes a farewell
prison.
He covered his face with his shirt and squinted his way through the smoke and flames.
He crawled his way
outside into open space where more howls and screams
cursed the fresh air that bursts in his face.
The frame that still remained standing,
finally folded into the flame.
Overwhelmed by the pace of all the events taking place,
this is a living nightmare experienced wide awake.
credits
from The Looma (part 2/5),
released October 31, 2019
The Looma credits:
Story written by: Nahshid Sulaiman aka One Be Lo aka OneManArmy
Narration: General Subliminal aka OneManArmy
Beat production and fx: OneManArmy (Trackezoids, Autocons)
Audio Recording and Mixing: MVG (Autocons) in multiple cities.
Mastering: ConductorWilliams
Illustrations: Naim ibn Nahshid
Constellation and Map illustrations: Savera Iftikhar and Nahshid Sulaiman
Typography: Cooper Neil
Cover graphic layout: Cooper Neil
The Looma credits:
Story written by: Nahshid Sulaiman aka One Be Lo aka OneManArmy
Narration: General Subliminal aka OneManArmy
Beat production and fx: OneManArmy (Trackezoids, Autocons)
Audio Recording and Mixing: MVG (Autocons) in multiple cities.
Mastering: ConductorWilliams
Illustrations: Naim ibn Nahshid
Constellation and Map illustrations: Savera Iftikhar and Nahshid Sulaiman
Typography: Cooper Neil
Cover graphic layout: Cooper Neil
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One Be Lo Pontiac, Michigan
One Be Lo is a HipHop writer/emcee/producer from Pontiac Michigan, currently living in Cairo, Egypt.
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