Lyrics:
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
the flames of our origin
To lie still and wait
The baseless reverence you adjure
Is condemned by truth
Your divine, cast down from the skies
Cold and wretched
Fever has boiled inside the lecherous growth
Exposing the teeth from which a chasm will be bored
Pulling apart the flesh, with forcible scorn
Only
Who bold enough to challenge this deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a hopeless situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by side
One will
Killa what's really good my nigga
Un casa what's really good
What's really good flee
Yo, what's really good
I got ta get on this album
I just
There's no path to follow
There's no path to follow
There's a line in the sand
Put there by a man
By a man whose children
Will built castles
There is a land not far from the ears of sound
The eyes of sight can't see
It's over the trees
You'll be there by tomorrow's breeze
few people get
Just be yourself
A bullshit statement
Can't help but get
Bent by the shape
Of the play pen
You were raised in
It's a prison but you
Calling it
for love, and now I do the same...
Ride on, ride on you scorn of the earth
Betrayed by the sacred, through parasite birth
Agony!
Is all you left behind
Illuminate this new born world
By the funeral pyre of the old
Reset the clock on mankind
The hour hand the hammer, the minute the nail
And I know what
grows insane with fury
Torn by confusion, shrouded with worry
Crossing the river your scorn becomes fear
For your judgment is near
Three realms lay before
in pain
The abyss father
First of man made again
In a crucible of torment
Grief evermore vile and deformed waiting in scorn
Lurking in gloom
And I've got demons that hide in places I know
But I choose not to face them
Because I've only been scorn
By the eyes, staring blindly back at me
But I don't
to take are breaking piece by piece
It comes around in cycles
A fallacy of change
And yet we scorn the cause again
It's been a long time coming
We're
impulse
We're thinking by the code of law
Slay the infants that break loose
We be mourning by the fire
When everything has turned to shit
Who will our
The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
Sing all a green willow - willow
Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,
Sing all a green willow –
on my Ving Rhames
Movies hit different without you
Dinners for one by the avenue
Issues where having an issue was an issue
And his heart's torn yeah that
Nosferatu vampire to you
Bloodlust I seek kill off the weak
I am dark born your lives my scorn
The blood in me is your's in me
All those I see their blood one
chalice
Five pointed star
Break the seventh seal
Worship the goat
Bring forth destruction
Satanic scorn
Bring forth the abyss
Satanic scorn
Raped by
Invocating feral whores
Of ill repute
Invocation
Annihilation
Sinful women
Writhing flesh
Earning scorn of
God's rebuke
Decimation of congregation
Spells
the devil's truth
Empty shells of flesh
The mass produced
Moth to the flame
Seeks the neon light
Self-made plague
Of a weak born
By their hands
A world scorn
the lyre, your Rome burns
Chaos prophet, scorn enthroned
Ghosts of past reinvigorate
Fueled by ignorance and hate
Strategist forlorn
Shelter in exile
there
It just wasn't fair
A rose, you were surrounded by thorns, but I did nothing but scorn
But I watched from afar, tired eyes, broken hearts, 'til you
to be heard
From what they've been given
The price of all lies
When time can be bended
Thwarted by ones who I trusted
Succumb to darkness and anger
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