Lyrics:
no love living around
All the rats talk but can't deal with their fate
I see them wolves turn into lambs every goddamn day
I don't fake it I was
See them wolves in sheep clothing are coming
Babylon deceive the youth again with them false things
False prophets
How dare you
False prophets
sanctify before you burn.
You can trace across time to a bitter shame,
Overcome by the fury of the drums.
The ways of providence are clear.
Hold on tight
and torment
The wolves are singing now
The howling beckoning
Their most unholy song
Invoke the sacrifice
A heart heard beating loud
Will beat its very last
the boulevard
East New York squad, in the yard gettin' ripped
'Least twenty five a clip, a hundred men stomp in ya face
The wolves barkin', careful, you might
wine?
Now I sleep in nether darkness
Dream with wolves in cold betrayal
Breathe in storms and turn the seasons
Through this curse of mortal treason
Who
I was born in the summer of Sam
Smaller and sooner than planned
In the spitting image of a man
Raised by wolves on the fat of the land
Clear
Enter the infernal corridors of the unlight,
walking through the path haunted by ghouls and wolves.
Rising from the dead and crushing their tombs,
'em fall, let 'em set me free
I went dreaming and I saw your face
And in that moment, I was touched by grace
And all alone now, I hear the wolves howl
a traitor in our midst
And when we rise we will be betrayed
They are the wolves in sheep's clothing
Take the place at the back of the fold
All this talk
self-betrayal
My force is my own preservation
My destiny mine to control
I don't live my life to be judged by anyone
Surviving intact is
Conciliation breeds a fourth amendment funeral
With the paranoid seduced by circumstance
The sycophants withdrawing even further
When
sinned with an innocent soul The black raven is trying to steal your thoughts I must cross this road Full of monsters and wolves And then I will know
the chunks of your bones that haven't been blown away
Are indistinguishable from the other pieces from animal bones
Brought there by coyotes, vultures,
a traitor in our midst
And when we rise, we will be betrayed
They are the wolves in sheeps clothing
Taking place, at the back of the flock
All this talk
songs along
The bottoms of barrels , let us be free
So out come you clowns, all you wolves, all you martyrs
You holy rat rattlers, holy found fathers
of course it all came to an end
By early next december
When fine sir john with all reason gone faded into his winter
And the wind did howl, and the trees
to reveal
Plunging knife creates the wound
These rabid wolves are biting flesh underneath the eclipsing moon
Silent fiend
Crawling forth
The gate
you held me dear
Now I see so clearly
What almost slipped by
Darling I'm all yours
Won't you be mine?
Don't go now
Oh little darling won't you
I built a room for you in the back of my mind
Where the ravenous wolves and the ghosts I know reside
You were amazing, you were always on my mind
black heart queen
Forgot everything he was
For the taste of her skin
His nights no longer lonely
Once he let her in
And by the orchestra of wolves
And I smoke pot by the oz. my green garden grows
Ashes on my mattress, where's that ashtray shell catcher?
This cloud supreme cal king ain't cheap
You can
I've been drinking
With wolves dressed up as sheep
They've been killing
Injured creatures in their sleep
Get some feelings
That truly bothers me
I
them hands higher, smoke them grams right here
Model chicks walking by and it's your chance right here
Confidence is a reality, your friends might fear
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