Lyrics:
you're a prince in our mournful realm.
By day, when a million suns are killing with their shine,
the cold, dark crypts are saving me ... and mine.
Death
my bitches cold, got they makeup finished
Hit the corner store
Bitches want some liquor
She wanna blow my dome 'cause
That Perc' up in her
I just
Assimilate, exterminate
Pawns of Christ deny us life
We lie within cold folds of earth
The sky above us made of dirt
No light of day nor warmth of touch
Old wars we never won
We fight, lose and die the same
Re-conquered by a foe we can't name
Stand up! We cannot fall!
We fool ourselves and heed
of this night. We are safe; we are, as long as you whisper. But my eye was caught by your picture. That's hanging from your mirror, like something you
through their windows
It's why I always pen flows in hopes I'll land on my ten toes
I wipe the cold from my eyes then I peel
So I can steal the wifi
starting to believe
This is not a dream
Completely obsene
Verse 3:
Bury me, in the cold hard ground
Throw my body in
While I'm lying down
Then you steal my
dressed by guilt
The sudden dance
Shakes down the shrine
And steals your mind
Unfair judge, look around
It?s you, your love
Our faith so sworn
The spells
Did you hear when I call you, small and trembling in my room
Or were you cold as I once told ya you could be?
Could you feel when I dreamed, you
A thousand people on the street
The rain is trying to drown my feet
The cold bites into every bone
The solemn faces pass me by
The grave near
Voice of The Shadowlight:
From the deepest abyss of mind
Through the infinite space of time
My voice will steal the light to your eyes
And make them
to keep gazing backward
And never never look ahead
A pitchfork of a destination
Submerged in a sea of red
These nightmares never go away
Still bound by
to live OK
Chains envelope me like a mummy,
I feel the cold steal against my bare skin
I'm afraid of what I do not know
Everyone is scared
There ain't nothin' in the world
That can take away my memories
Of my travels through the great northwestern
Mountain scenery
With my woman by my
smoke
Mothership, microchips get injected
In my throat all off the books
Taxes implemented by the fascists
Got me lighting books of matches
Burning cities
by your backbone, that's cold
Steal from you
Then help you look for what they stole
Ever since a tadpole
I been thuggin' on parole
Now I hop out
Wash the blood off his hands and then get baptized after
I'm the New Testament, the last five chapters
And God said he would come back by rapture
guess that makes it spiritual
I see you in my mind, but just can't see you in the physical
And when I see you, I will steal your heart like I'm still
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