Lyrics:
'Till my weary footsteps wander to the chapel on the hill
(I can hear the organ playing
How that vision makes me ponder
The telescope's vision, stars to allure.
With each gentle stroke, the pipe organ sings,
Its harmonies soar, on celestial wings.
And through the telescope's
the organ
Higher the vision shin bring the dark ones
Trust been weakening heart been hardened
Want me heart gone, like Tony Stark one
But me stand tall till
the blood
Life is to decay
Victims meet my blade, carving out organs
A world of pain and terror
Visions of the future
Premonition of the evil,
Operation's underway
Thoughts and prayers from friends
Cutting you open on display
I could see right in
Of all the organs in my vision, one is
the sight of a MAC tool
Automatic pistol give his organs lotta tattoos
Psychedelic visions got me knowin' that I'm that cool
Where the fuck I'm at, man? Wish
down!
Ah!
Mind stay ruptured
Organs sliced clean the vision is so fucked up
Burnt at the stake
Religious, not accustom
Tired of this life these
demon in disguise
She fades away in the night
Dripping me
Into her hands
Clean glands, organs of truth
Hunting for a vision or view
Broken start
Could I
the pain is terrible, then my organs start to fall out.
Worrisome visions.
They’re not the reality, but how sharply I see them! And every day they pile up,
the blood
Life is to decay
Victims meet my blade, carving out organs
A world of pain and terror
Visions of the future
Premonition of the evil,
To fight that demon in disguise
She fades away in the night
Dripping me
Into her hands
Clean glands, organs of truth
Hunting for a vision or view
handle sticks
Usiawaken ii force
Jedi swing nikirise ii
We make organs bleed real g side boy nikona tunnel Vision
Mi napush ma p we unapush pum pum
The Organ Grinder comes to town
All the children jump around
All the old folk shake their head
And make big noise to wake the dead
The Organ Grinder
of the free, it's full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street to be the organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners
Still got the last
fox hole
Escorted by MP's, I do more than MC
Anti Politician, and I got a vision
Detail with freedom
It's over when stealth gets free son
Fuck it!
of the free, is for the free loaders
Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners
Still got the last
Start off the autopsy with a Y-incision
Poltergeist in vision
It decides it didn't like your prying business
It declines this entrance to its body
your heart
so no man can never throw a dart
what is vital is concealed
and im speaking bout your organs
not only just the organs in the meat but
nothing for granted, leave nothing behind
Our past is defined
But pray for your vision your future's enshrined
Be a Prince or a Michael Jackson
Chadwick
the limit?
How many years I got left for my vision?
How many miles 'til I blow out my pistons?
Going to college, I'm ready to dip it
Working so hard and I
demons playing organs
There comes music from the walls
Same chords, that made Rodya commit murder
I was there, it was me, I claim the killing,
Lacking sleep and food and vision
Here I am again, encamped upon your floor,
Craving sanctuary and nourishment,
Encouragement and sanctity
Should've went to boarding school
'Cause I moved to Oregon
Channel checking for the news
Touched more keys than a piano
I can make an organ move
Still double
I went to your wedding
Although I was dreading
The thought of losing you
The organ was playing
My poor heart kept saying
"My dreams, my dreams
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