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my evolution
Let my existence fries
Blood is mixing tears
Still the silence reduce my breath
The rage rebounds in fear

Choose your death! [X 3]
We're seeking information
About a man who's living here
His name is Henry Walker
Now don't you fret and fear
His crime is cold blood murder
He's
I need a drop for when it's a hot, a Hummer for when it's cold
An ill attorney's in my corner when these fake niggas fold
The shit I kick fuck with
on his break and the dogs are chained by the wire
Three figures come out from behind the cranes
Make across the train tracks
Climb aboard a Panamanian
blood-born 
Lying alone in blood on cold floor 

Death was the cause of
Returning to Innocence Lost

Baby 'Sis awake for dawn on Christmas morn
the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man

So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye
cries more
I cannot die, I, the whore for the cold world
Forgive me, I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for God save me
I cannot cry ?cause
cries more
I cannot die, I, the whore for the cold world
Forgive me, I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for God save me
I cannot cry ?cause
to bind us in your living death,
Yet we do think of them, ice cold and silence
In the snow covered moorlands, stopped by the violence
That you inflicted,
The brides of sin are wed
Their price, nine holy heads
White marble walls bleed red

Fuck the Bastards

Come on...

God's creation - all must see
fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions, I tell you what I see
Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves
You naked lying on the pavement
I remind you 
Of scars only seen by God,
Who keeps account of each souls pain 
By weighing the bags that have grown so big,
They almost block my
I was born and raised by the sea, Shy yet proud, 
Learned to stay away from the crowd 
In my home, my lighthouse
101 steps , round and down 
New
Of The Earth To Kill By Sword,
Famine And Plagues And By The Wild Beasts Of The Earth
Seal V
I Saw Those Who Had Been Slain Because Of The Word Of God
And I
nigga; you can't tell I got cash?
Got together so fruity, 26 inches
(Girl, ain't that Blood Raw?) You can't tell I got bitches?
I'm a three summer soul
(U-God)

Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef
Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep
Wit' cats and dogs become meat
it, you bit it"
"Tell these niggas somethin', God"

What, yo
I disturb niggas and white boys, with five pointed stars
Tatted on they arms, pimp
Take my bones, I don't need none
Cold, cold cupboard, lord, nothing to chew on
Suck all day on a cherry stone

Dig a little hole, not three inches
"Mirror, mirror on the wall
Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all?
For if I shall see thy Will be done
Grant Me the Witchcraft of thy tongue"

Three
"Mirror, mirror on the wall
Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all?
For if I shall see thy Will be done
Grant Me the Witchcraft of thy tongue"

Three
blood-born 
Lying alone in blood on cold floor 

Death was the cause of
Returning to Innocence Lost

Baby 'Sis awake for dawn on Christmas morn
Only bad's half as good as dead,
I can't go any faster, stuck like alabaster,
White as I know.

We stand in lines of old, staying cold,
Swallow all
tackled
By the other hand swingin' the rope
Wearin' red, white and blue Jack and his crew
The guy's authorized beat down for the brown
Man to the man,
now my blood is runnin' cold
And my fear , that's turned to rage
I've followed your trail of destruction
Through the yards of empty graves
Inverted
bein' pimped by business merchants behind closed curtains
Got a King but was uncertain
Then they relationship stopped workin'
and left her hurtin'
Now