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and show you how deadly I am!
Bitch, I'm the plague!
Listen, you're constantly talking and bombarding
Conversations between motherfucking dead men walking

the divine
Look me in the eye
And tell me I'll be fine
Time flies by 
Like the speed of light
Blink of an eye
On the Brink of death On your last breath
Find

projected into people and events in your life today

Oh you think darkness is your ally 
You merely adopted the dark
I was born in it
Molded by it

At a young

temples of vanity
Betrayal his own, battling inner self
Monsters of dread, poisoned by wrath
Rage and death, set their paths
Godlessness are pure, and blood

extraordinary
Is going to happen at the Long Street Carnival
(Hey I mean I totally got no time come on men I have consideration)

(Meanwhile in the woods)
Now

To the cerulean depths
First born sons and daughters condemned
Generations despoiled
By the maritime men

Priestess of the deep, anointed in the cloister

A diamond pick axe a diamond ring
Wish you'd pick up your phone
But I'm fine on my own

Stay awake no I'm not the bad guy
Can't sleep if there's a monster

No counting physical
It's all digital
Yeah
I got the beans
And the beam
And the will to protect my green
At any cost, by any means
Bang
Made a mess
Got

cognitive coalescence drowning bit by bit
In an inter flowing moldy essence of malevolence
Serpents wretched bottom dwellers shriveling in their own cysts

gleam of hope
Sinister hiss, a madness infectious
Shining through eyes dark and cold
Monsters and men, sides of the same coin
All will bleed
All will burn

Monsters sleep

Lyrics by Misha Penton
Inspired by Charles Baudelaire's poem, The Blessings of the Moon

don't you worry about them monsters and nightmares, it's all in your head

It's crazy how life changes
Insane how we try to stay the same
It's crazy how

of consciousness marches us backwards and watches us
Mocking us, fucking monsters just toppling this rock on top of us
What should we do but stop and just climb

Can you run away from the ruin
You've caused, I know I can't
It stays and it sticks to stewin'
When you R.I.P. the rules of men
I know I'll do it

begin to molt
He's laying and waiting as you're contemplating
Leaving and fleeing his cult, but you're too aroused by his bolt

Monsters watch you

to do
Taken away just to learn God name
To the pastors and Nuns hell will reign

Pray to the children who never got to grow
Taken by monsters no remorse

To wreak destruction and pain
Created by evil men
Who want the world to end

Trapped deep underground
Our bodies will never be found
Unless we kill this

Run from the past
Am I losing my way
Tread on by the masses
Rose colored glasses
They can't see the grey
I stand on my own
These bones are hollow

children they cannot be slain
They’re monsters masquerading as men
Waiting until the end of days
The halls of Valhalla will be our redemption
Women of Odin

I'm negligent
The concept is settling
Maybe at some point we'll all be better men

But Please don't make me your focus
Pushing everything away and I'm

smiling then they're screaming please let me off
I was always way to young to go and get involved
By the age of 8 I figured out what pressure was
Every

Fuck that 
All my nigga we be monsters 
See the way be bad 
We be smoking in Cop car 

Beng beng 
Shey you wanna roll with with bad men
Bob you hustle up

monster
Refusing to talk to me
You say She needs a fucking doctor
Claim to be a fuckin martyr
While following a fucking mobster
While your fucking at it go

black intentions
All apart of ya Image 
Blind side by color blind
Got negus from all directions
Yeah 
Pray I start what I finish 
Present day I'm still