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From here to eternity I'll stare out to you
Glowing inspiration meant for dying moons
Crash upon the shores of doubt till in my arms you fall

I don't know
We could change the pattern 
Or let that Venus grow  
What lay between us is a scorched earth so break my bones 
What lay between us is

nigga mash the Impala
Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow
And that's the end checkmate, game over, I'll holler
Pimp, telling you partner,

faith)
Of love submit's to malice
Between the grips of balance burning
Specimens outside his palace
Where the serpent lays and
Slumbers thunder roars
From

Doing my best I'm grinding
Put in work popping corks I'm styling
Living like I'm dying
Got me choked up yeah
I'm always priming
Living like I'm dying

Pointing out the proxy crime
Glorifying claims of whiteness
I'm not here to wonder why
Clearly someone getting by
And
I don't gotta wonder sigh
Make sure my

to chase the sun and neither one of them returned
Paint me out on the waters wide
Softly cradle the dying light
Brush me into the mellow night
The million

It's that hood shit
Get down or lay down
Youngers riding round with trey pounds
Chef him up make him stay down
Never had a pot to piss in
Swear I

dying or in jail, now it's fuck rap
World got everybody asking where the drugs at
I was sitting waiting, asking where the fucking love at
Grab her by

Yeah, oh

I’m almost dead (almost dead), lay me in a grave (in a grave!)
I’m almost dead (almost dead), or at least insane (insane!)

Said i’m almost

a stain, by my hands they'll die with pain
I want to see every last one bleed!

There is no hope
Until they have all been destroyed

KILL
KILL
KILL
KILL

connects with mine
And I lay by your side

Its 2am and I've been dying to see you
Even though its only been a day
You give me something
I don't quite

dying
The worlds bleeding
Everything's going to hell

An open wound, an infected society
The world is blackened by the blood that you spill
Follow your

Vibrate

Mr. Scruff

Trouser Jazz

2002

the church and the new poll tax
I haven't got the pox, I've turned twenty-eight
My mate's thirty-one but he's dying from the plague
Life's a bitch right now

Lay waste to the enemies
c touch of death, our cancer spreads
Vile demons plague this world
Our constitution is liberation
Set forth the rain of fire

I look around myself and I see 
 A dying nation 
 Immersed in desperation 
 Generations haunted 
 By the ghosts of past 
  
 Sons and daughters

Time to dip cuz the chips seem to weigh
Impatient on my shoulders again
Ruffled up is how I Lays down
Problems are kisses I'm making out
Solutions for,

I've been walking alone for years
Dying by the truth I found
Dragged by all my fails
What if I never leave in peace

A melodic feel
Calm an anger

I've been walking alone for years
Dying by the truth I found
Dragged by all my fails
What if I never leave in peace

A melodic feel
Calm an anger

I've been walking alone for years
Dying by the truth I found
Dragged by all my fails
What if I never leave in peace

A melodic feel
Calm an anger

I've been walking alone for years
Dying by the truth I found
Dragged by all my fails
What if I never leave in peace

A melodic feel
Calm an anger

I've been walking alone for years
Dying by the truth I found
Dragged by all my fails
What if I never leave in peace

A melodic feel
Calm an anger

I've been walking alone for years
Dying by the truth I found
Dragged by all my fails
What if I never leave in peace

A melodic feel
Calm an anger

Vanished [Previously Unreleased Track]

Meshuggah

Traces of Death, Vol. 3: Dead and Buried

1995

Convalescent livid we succumb
Stagnation now complete
This is the new plague called
Unconsciousness
We're selfcaged in defeat
Clotted minds