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Goddamn, here's another gate
It's hard for me to read Saint Peter's face
I wait on judgement or rebirth
Stripped of all that life brought my way

bow my head and render me whole
For through his blood death shall not have its toll
And I am just a writer attempting to aid the Holy role
So please

I have arrived
To desecrate all that you hold dear
Kneel before your king
Submit to judgement
Our unholy dominion
Will render you lifeless and void
I

Stoned Capone

Big Gigantic

Somewhere Else

2014

From the essence in my being to the judgement of my keeper
I'm not scared, no prayers, you can tell it to the reaper
I've concluded this illusion's

and then we render
Trust your words
Trust your judgement
Don't trust the judge that dude is bugging
Keep it real - I'ma keep it hundred
Park the car, keep

disowned, just lies,
Your judgement as bitter as your cologne, I just sit and cry.
In darkness sounds as sharp as thought,
A clarity from what was never

it
Mix, render, export, like I carry a shipment
I'm David Copperfield with the way I tend to block out the hope
Then disappear on my friends like I'ma

hey what can I do for you?
He quickly eyeballs me
As if it really hurt him to see
And then he renders his judgement and says
Don´t care about me!
Just

on the way
All is well for I am guided
By truth, forces whispering
Not swimming, river carries me
River carries me

No judgement
Fascination
Crystal clear
No

(Maybe an accidental, side effect of the drug)

From the essence in my being, to the judgement of my keeper
I'm not scared, no prayers, you can

Storm Daniel hit Libya killed 20000
Did Ahba just slaughter a whole Flood of Pagans
Or heathens
Render Judgement with Reason
Verily keep the Sabbaths
It's

eyes are on you like surveillance
He'll render you for your efforts omnipresent
Cos through you, I see His goodness and light
You're heaven sent, you're

All Roads

Boom Shaka

Rebel-Lion

1998

children if you know what I mean
Render not your garments to be seen
If you know what I mean
The way is clear but long
Rasta children stay away from

them die behind the parapets they've built
When all the tomes are read and all the blood is shed
Who's left to render judgement?

you

Is peace alive? Is it waiting at our judgement?  
I might wear it too often - What am I gonna do

Oh may hope be what we never lose
Every sweet