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Defended by the rock
Protected by the closeness of shadows
A viscous secret
Beating in the underground world

On every face
Vindictive appetites

to regain his life while he prayed to Christ
By doing some good deeds just to make it right
Alright, I repent for all the lack of compassion
I wish I had

of a human
Get played by a computer
Bow down or execution
It's endgame or revolution
Welcome to dystopia
It's the End game ammonia
Is it an asteroid you was

I'm haunted
I'm haunted by your memory
You're all I wanted
Please darling stay with me
And we'll drink like kings
Fuck like wolves
In the order

Wrath (Part 2) 
----Dragon Anger---
Lissa DJ LyLy / Lissa Gustave
Copyright © 2018


Hey you, the orphan who lives in the house of losses
The doomed

masterpiece
Sent by the Assassin's Creed
If you're an aristocrat
Now's the time to flatter me

That dude is fly, with that suit and tie
He don't mess around

the inside
Her underwear must be torn apart by my teeth
I am horny to death
I wanna bite her soft lips as she bit the dust
These blue lifeless eyes make me

The actor in my mind plays a lot of games
He deceives me and goes by many names
It's like my life is one big flick
And I'm the main character but I

tossed aside 
Is now an important stone
Love cannot be drowned by oceans
The earth wilts away 
It's mighty leaders melt to nothing
Worship the Lord obey

many rooms.

Words and Music by Great Orphan Sea.
© 2023 MageSage Productions LLC. All rights reserved.

Live in a castle
She sleep on the couch
By the Mickey Mouse mantle
Clubhouse underground
Woah what if you're lost and then found
But your soul has

widows and orphans

Congressmen and justices 
Bought by corporations
Who sold fake patent medicines
cnd gave guns to the Pinkertons

To shoot down strikers

O church of God victorious with resurrection hope
Our King has won the war for us and soon will bring us home
He has not left us orphans in the trial

The book of our fate is written with disgusting types 
 The years of mist swept away by millions of orphans' cries 
 Exiled or slaughtered, and buried 1000

since I lived like an orphan  powered by the liquid reality injected into the veins by needle, in a fucking foster house of hell, and mother and father,

Lightning, Laser beams
I've been having some crazy dreams
The Angels and demons 
They double team
I'm awakened by my own screams
Things ain't really

Fajr

Brother Ali

Mourning in America and Dreaming in Color

2012

People ain’t eating they say the reason
Resources depleted for the defense
I’m offended by it these authentic liars
Should’ve been retired let me

Ridiculoid

El-P, Cannibal Ox

All Tomorrow's Parties 1.0: Tortoise Curated

debris
And bad programs of landmines
That remind me of the sexiest of slow jams
I pull a Glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
I was nursed by

I was an orphan, lost at the fall 
running away when I'd hear you call
But Father, you worked your will
I had no righteousness of my own 
I had no

in the portrait?
A hungry morbid orphan
Banished from his homeland 
Sheltered by the darkside 
He can’t see the forest 
For the trees and forces
Which

on
I'll tell you what's going on

Nelly:
What's going on 'cross the seas?
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers, indeed
Got mommas

really means.
To live by words, if scripture is roots,
and the wise hold they tongue when the youth speak the truth.
You learn real quick, where I'm from

of believers

Type, fire and water be strong with compassion
In the morning we're born everlasting
Like the grass by the sea
And in with the wind which knocks ya

goin' on-uh

[Nelly]
What's going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby