Lyrics:
bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite
your legs off!
Scene 5
CROWD: A witch! A witch! A witch! We've got a witch! A witch!
I've been turned from your light for so long
I've become something so wrong
And I no longer belong
He comes to desecrate all that came before
He's here
Now bow to your Modern Messiah
Modern Messiah
Input the code
Trip on the wire
Now bow to your Modern Messiah
We’ll play it behind his case
Lost in the galaxy
Don't know what's come over me
I can't remember what it's like to be Only me
(Abduction)
Lost
In a twisted galaxy
Poisoned
By this
Waiting the hour destined to die
Here on the table of hell
A figure in white unknown by man
Approaching the altar of death
High priest awaiting
the folks that come
Here to summon pandemonium
But now I'm stained blood red
Caught the old beast dead to rights
You've never seen the side
Where the wraiths
And if two of you guys
Racists of my town
Come a little closer
Messing around
I'll beat you
Hard
Everyday is a failure, as long as fakers rule
versions that their school mates can say
But they're learning English so much quicker than me
They seem to have friends now, they come out of school happy
Paths lost
Undivided by the fruits of our labor
Wanted and needed
The peopled cheated
Became a victim of there own failures
They loved and trust
But it
at the top of the mountain
I'm the big winner, but really who's counting?
Holiday home on the french riviera
Modern day hero just disguise my failure
No
Meeting at 12 noon
Fastest way there
Prepare for failure
Keep it clean
Do they speak in English?
Concentrate
Every move has a reason
No innocent
gonna talk to you you hard-headed motherfucker
Come on daddy?
I didn't mean nothin' by it
But when it come to, fuckin' with you MC's
bloodlines cshanti, cccompong.
Straight momma Nanny, challi.
I could never put my brother in chains.
I ain't come to play no white man games.
Modern
distant now
See friends with distant eyes
Time is passing fast here
But in Australia is already new year
Such a slim funny side
Reached by a simple line
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
by hateful hands
The shining city's lights confess its truth
The living ruins boast of myths disproved
Its gaudy glow can't hide its dark charade
I don't fear anything
Eyeballs swivelling
Turned on perfect numb shimmer pissed with you
Smoking, sharing
Oozing, uncaring
Dazzled by the English boy
Later on that evening when
I thought I'd had enough
I sat down in a restaurant and
Over powdered drugs
I ordered up some dew-soaked lettuce
Picked by
Never always bright days
That’s the things that the mystics say
Don’t say a word
I need you all here to learn this
Never a failure
Only tools to make
mothers
And black mothers need sons
Not children that's been killed by guns
It's, just another form of slavery, a modern day lynchin'
The others get
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
Ah the blues
The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg
In fact every musician's leg
Tryin' to kick it off baby?
No no.
Catch me on a drunk night
Throwing up a dirt bike
English dikes on the back and they screaming
"Fuck life!" to be honest, only fuck twice
My drug
would follow you
Don't let my failures take me...
I refuse to pretend that
Everything has to come to an end
Come to an end
You took me from the pain
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