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Cryptic lore of the black crosse As transversary called by dee Sinister with latent horror After the sixteen next the gate The evil angels
And the angels sing free from the towers. Can't stop this sleepwalking. Can't stop my mind. Holy laughter in the river with Ginsey. I saw John in heaven
by the wall "Wake up, wake up, the foe's inside!" John is the first, who hear's the cries "Wake up, wake up, the foe's insidel" Everyone runs
right.. [Hook] Death is a another part of life.. These are my last words, I'm having difficultly breathing Dying on the inside, internally bleeding Angel
Blood in my hair from the wings of a hawk No angels guide me I seem to be lost Spittin a rhyme from divious ways All in the veins them freaks they
destroyed by the nations aggravations Riots in the train stations, criminals grabbin' cops Snakes rattlin', angels draggin' Seven head dragons out the Roman
death If you ask, bet, i'll take your breath a different aspect enter the lung get shredded by person to person contact But beyond that, any rappers death
Worldwide, look All of my pain is on the pictures in my enemy's frame Written in blood, my ambition is driven by thugs Got two glock nines and I fill them with
by the death And while my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind I too dream in color and in rhyme So I guess I'm one of a kind in
bagion mistreated Defeated, over powered by the conjegation Now I face life thru mental death Havin black outs, visions of the Earth before my day
bitch lookin bummy what Ya'll staring at the angel of death Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh This is architect music, verbal
on the ceiling, But the rosy fingers of dawn always inserted themselves In the nose of unfulfilled promises. Angels sang "Heysanna, Hosanna". Paralyzed