Lyrics:
in on the outside left
With a chain flying round his head;
And Harold Demure, from Art Literature,
Nips up the nearest tree.
(Here come
with no confusion
Getting better with time it's no illusion, pursuing
This Art till my souls at ease
The melody heals like therapy
Masters
We make
the depths of hell
Ascend from reality
Reflect upon thyself
Show improvement
Renew thyself
Of the soul
For the soul
Annihilation
Yeah
Let me get up in it
It's
all, right from the start!
In this life's canvas, we're a work of art
Heads together, we'll finish the last part!
It takes a special soul, like none
Forever roaming, unknown
Among the poisonous filth
Infected by the mortals
Bearing fruits of the accursed will
Seething from the surface
Opacity
of the nose
Soul, let 'em know 'bout them blocks that we rose from
Legend in my city, must acknowledge it
I hustle 'fore fightin', head down, they Robinson,
From home in the middle of nowhere, we can see the city far off in the distance
We're not surprised by the size so much as by its very existence
King Arthur earned the throne
But it's our minds we got to wrench out of the stone
Don't be fooled by its simplicity
There was never a broadcast
frightened of the future
Due to wounds from my past combined with a lack of sutures
I've been confronted by a suitable sermon to get my noodle working
Burning
frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time that you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Surely you
shown
Nightmares foretell the unexpected
Gifts from the human minds
Mysterious spells, the art of magic
Obsessions of a frightened kind
Apocalyptic
By ancient kings discovered
Ayatollah the controller I break
The strings of puppets, soul Killa
Pessimistic, damn they so pessimistic
Even though I'm
I do
Just hold down the rhythm my heart beat
Think about how hard this part be
Know I’m the light where the dark be
How my art be
What I Do
To you
that has saved my soul
You took me from the wreckage place
And now I am free
Your love is amazing and I cannot get enough
I need You more
Jesus I want
lift do not despair
Through this mirror's glass
See futures through our past
And with these new learned arts
Burn their souls to blackened ash
Follow me
sea
Forgiven by the love of God, a love that will remain
I gave my life and soul the night the Savior called my name
I gave my life and soul
think about, keep going, mislaid
Cursed by choice, dead inside, blown by wind, everything vanished
Sell your soul, sell yourself, sell it all, even your
frightened, its ok I don't bite
But the beast from inside, it comes out in the night
It's a battle that I lost and trust me that I tried to fight it
But
creeping on a come up, doing it for the love of money
1995 we really let 'em know, Cleveland is the city where we come from
Brought styles motherfuckers
that
In the name of god, if you don't
Then I'm sure I'll be the one
To assure your bed is red by midnight
I'll be the one to take your soul
To make you
an overflowing soul you go
Burn them all! That's your goal.
Kill them all! Mercy no more.
Torture them all! (The enemies sore)
Domination
From the skies dark
artists
Translate it into new forms
Reflecting a myriad of mediums
Inspiring more art
Rippling, timeless, infinite
Healing, a snippet of soul
Honest,
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound
I grant I never saw
don't see
Misunderstood rare souls
Who want that bag but it feels like Man can't reach
Grew from times when a man
Had less
But things change
I keep that
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