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blasphemous shitstorm
Hunted by the man eating crowd
Priests and holy men desert their once so hallowed ground
Cure the holy blindness by devouring the source
The doo doo chasers
Friends of roto-rooter
Bringing you music to get your shit together by
The man in the tidy bowl of your brain
(What was that long
a drive my man"
Hopped into my old Ford and went out for a spin
Drove past a military funeral where we saw these angry men
With signs that said that "God
O holy night,
The stars are brightly shining;
It is the night of
Our dear Savior's birth!
Long lay the world
In sin and error pining,
Till He
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Causing existence to crumble
Earthlings eternal war struggles
Never finding the peace in this puzzle
Scorch the earth surface
Bring it ruthless like fires
Wind me, cleanse me
Vision Divine !
Revelation, now I see...
All around me nothing else than lies;
Tears by shame for your crimes...
Talk to me, show
And when I'm going deaf
Lord open up my ears
Lord save me from myself
I'm finna go to war I need you more
Now than anything else
I can't go nowhere else
I
friend.
Well, the sound of a breaking heart
can turn a soul in two
but it's a nice day for a funeral
- a nice day without you !!!!
An old man sits next
friends became enemies
That’s how vegans became the butchers
Who’s gonna carry my coffin
Who’s gonna come to my funeral
Who’s gonna wait for my last cough
the angel voices
O night divine!
O night when Christ was born
O night divine!
Holy night divine!
Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming
With
serious
Help him to study Exodus and Leviticus
And over Satan head run the mini-bus
I pray for Baby Cham, bless him with a miracle
Mi friend Buju and mi
Reminiscing bout dem days still can't believe my brother gone
These streets don't care they show no love
Some of my friends gone up above
Don't risk it all for
casket
Open or closed, baby, what did you even imagine would happen? Told you I'm batshit
Alright everybody
Let's be real for a bit
I'm feeling like shit
Franky been waking up to them war drums for a minute now
Fuck am I to do
Back for the riches, clap of the hinges, it's shining on me
See you don't
they're fighting
on their way for the "HOLY SWORD"
together they're crying
for the victims they've lost in the war
[BRIDGE:]
For justice they had
you get is dick
You bet not ask for a birkin
It's fucked up
His mom gotta plan his funeral service
Slide out the country
I love foreign excursions
I
said she was virgin
cnd all you get is dick
You bet not ask for a birkin
It's fucked up
His mom gotta plan his funeral service
Slide out the country
Kicking in the doors
Like Jackie Chan
Fully loaded
Got a sword in my hand
Devil want the smoke
No second hand
We ain't making friends
We
Hold weight by the spiritual ton
Big Fisha
Look
I'm such a pure amalgamation of
Poetry and patience
For a revelation to the revolution application
Hear
a caterpillar fly away from me
I listened to Faith for a long time
The record needle scratched those songs deep down in me
I was listening for the Holy Hour
It's my private movie (Holy war)
Oh, baby, baby, this is Viva Vendetta
Oh, this is love or it's World War Zero
I wanna be a celebrity martyr
World so cold, war for ya soul
Last breath, where you finna go?
Do you even know? (It's Stevo!)
This world so cold, life is not a game
It's a war for
After the victory of the angels over hell
these old lands became a new reason for war
elves and men all united against new darklords
it's the time
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