Lyrics:
ways of thought
Dance puppets dance
One by one
I'll call your number
Fall into
Everlasting slumber
Reaching through your screens
I'm pulling
gon get out this mess
I cannot slumber or go under
Need that chain on my neck
I can’t fold
Or ever change up
If a nigga showing fake love he turning
blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't
突破自我才是真考验
豺狼猛兽的嗜血 挑战或逃避 人生速战不速决
The moral of the “Tortoise & Hare race” story – pride will have a fall
One gains by modesty, loses by conceit
Victory
To truths, we cannot accept Scorn by the slightest suspicion Of fear
Of hate
Of all we have
Cast all judgment aside, and embrace the predation Abiotic warfare
That all seem to imply
Silencing what you mean
Denial of grief, of scorn
And my seethe,
Have pushed me over
The edge into deep
For what i've gathered
I
I've always felt alone
Guess I should have known
That I never needed you by my side
You have seen by now
That I was never well
I now know that I've
yourselves
By putting up a smile
Meaningless stature
Futile being
Scorn inside
Saving your lives
Saving your lies
Continue to live
While poisoning your minds
The Final Boss I Am The Catalyst (2x)
I . . Wasn’t Born . . With This Wrath . .
Or This Toxic Nature
I . . Embody Scorn . . Now Feel My Wrath . .
Fitting the mold
Means nothing to me
I have lost all faith
In this doomed society
Parasitic and delusional
We lay waste to all we see
Snowed by
Surrounded by fools who confused strength with oppression!
I rise with a serpentine grace in the face of sinners' scorn
My Mind's form the Divine, a fortress
of them
What the daylight scorns
The night embraces
And I go looking for what I
Want in the wrong places
Unfathomable
It seems that all I really
counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
asleep counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If
And one by one I count them,
As they slumber,
In their beds.
If you're worried,
And you can't sleep,
Just count your blessings instead of sheep,
counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried
Lullaby and good night with roses bestride
With lilies bedecked 'neath baby's sweet bed
May thou sleep, may thou rest, may thy slumber be blest
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
the flames of our origin
To lie still and wait
The baseless reverence you adjure
Is condemned by truth
Your divine, cast down from the skies
Cold and wretched
Fever has boiled inside the lecherous growth
Exposing the teeth from which a chasm will be bored
Pulling apart the flesh, with forcible scorn
Only
This is not frequent circumstance
So, on their ashes we shall dance
Festive triumph for my children who were followed by my trance
To all who partake in
I can tell you hypnotized
Henny n Hypno it got me hypnotized
Movin iffy better pick a side
Trapping n finessin how I'm gettin by
Just gimmie your
the sea, by the sea
Standing in a forest wondering
What it all means
Roaming through a slumber
On a cloud
Captured in a dream
Standing on a high-rise
I been doin' my thing, you know I love it
And I can't keep it out of
My dreams when I slumber
'Cause my dreams aren't as
Far as they seem, just gotta
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