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The head of a hunt on the wall by a painting 
An upright piano stood locked by the door 
In through the window 
The light was fast fading 
While
The sky is touched by flames

See the ship from Helheim comes
See the dead with Hell in front
I can't believe. Then the sun went down
Hear the roar.
the darkness isn't pierced, but rather
Forced to retreat
Pushed out by its own internal explosion
The screen of God's movie is time expanding
And every atom
A jewelled sceptre plucked by order to serve their cause
To vanquish the swords of chaos and tip the scales again
The last of noble blood you know
As the demon ship,
Goes passing them by.

I don't know if it's love,
But it's coming down,
From the heaven's above.

So don't you be late,
I see
In the dawn 
When my toes are cold
They spread their little trinkets on the ground
In the hall
By the closet door
They creep into my bed without
of the crowd crazily bent 
When my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo 
I can't get enough of it 
Either fuck with it, or don't fuck with it 
Catch us
or a Uzi, be careful who you choose, could choose a Marvin, choose a ship
Lickity split, cos flippity-lips can sink ships
And yo, a sandwich isn't
floating
In the double bottom hull

The engines then exploded
Propellers they failed to start
The boilers overloaded
The ship's bow split apart

Passengers
And while I see his whole clique pass us by
Motherfuckers think they qualify
And for those niggas want to try
The G.O.D., the G.O.D

Yo
I'm not caught up in
force fields
Levitatin' space ships, earthquake hits, United States splits
Projects turn to snake pits

Secrets of the Masons came to revelations
Babylon
And I crossed it.

I'm alive but a different kind of life
Than the way I used to be,
I retire to a split white smile to be seen
In on an old sad
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore  
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot in the Caribbean by providence impoverished,
scotch I found a new bounce
Just rock back and fourth while my beat knock (Aurgh!)
Stop chips and cock glocks wit' clips
Go sailing in hot ships
split some kerosene
And dozed off with the L lit, doped up on thorazine
Matter of fact, make mines a double
Few could see the point like a line through
Right before my show look at the stage and a hawk sits
My acoustics hit the planets like a poolstick
I bruze ships and cruize lands used by Stan Kubrick
So here's a song that takes 
Something that's not so fun, math, 
And makes it offensive

What's a pirate minus the ship?
Just a creative
the showdown high noon
Men dressed all black, yo pon cock platoon
Outlaws, shedding blood by the liter
Saddle up, ride into the sun, done defeat ya
Ride out
rip, 
â??Cause if you donâ??t, gonna split, gonna leave the sinking ship.â??
He laughed at me and my mutinous tone, 
â??Cause he could finally get
Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes
'Cause I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks
     
If you don't know me by
Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes
'Cause I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks

If you don't know me by now I
[Ill Bill]

How can I make a clear decision in the haze of drugs?
Prostitutes & Guns
I stumble up the ladder with Sabac and Chunk
By my side when I
Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes
Cos I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks

If you don't know me by now I
Immortal Technique, disintegrates mic's when I spit
I cause more casualties than sunken slave ships
Full to capacity, I bring tragedy to rap
to mom's carry ten clips
My ink hits from backyards to basements
Loose lips sink ships, ya drown this quick
Superbly, my words be, like third degree
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