Lyrics:
off for men on the run
you said a storm approaches riding on an avalanche
the oxygen in Lancaster Square’s been siphoned off by men with masks
people
An ocean of passion / still waters, murky with pain
Not yet traversed by man or machine and not of this earth
The tides bite back, unwilling to be
they're superior so they instill that
Try take our knowledge but I'm gon' steal it back
It's ours for the keeping
Fuck a power system that was ran by
drove forever
I can steal that young heart but by god
I'm on the market for a barrel of fresh blood
Give me a way home
Give me a way out, here
ferocious by the seashore
Keep it, you will reap it, I will give it all I got
I'm strategic, devil's reject
I will think then I will plot (blah)
I will
And whether or not your god loves you
I'll be there that day, 'cause I will find a way
And whether storm I'm fighting
Or whether struck by lightning
Even
The day I was save a monster was created, Satan couldn?t touch me so he had to get creative,
Throwing punches I don?t feel ?em like I?m heavily sedated,
your brains and I'm as sick as the fever
Try to fuck with a monster you better leave it to beaver
Cause I'm coming for your life you been marked by
desire
If this continues
I'm saving myself
By putting my hands in the fire
What's natural and real
Like monsters we
Like banshees
That's
Do you shake through the night?
Tucked under the covers tightly
There's monsters in the shadows and zombies in the street lights
And the sounds from
It started with words in a bar on a late winter's evening
By the first flush of spring, sides were chosen
And lines were drawn
The red summer sun
learning how
'Cause I've seen it end
And I've seen a friend go by
No monsters were here, but I know real fear
And what it is to cry
Reach out for
in Yonkers
We So-Cal residential lyrical monsters
Gettin' women's attention like I'm rippin' a concert
So put your hands high 'til your arms hurt
I
fade
But I hope for a new breath
A new life to take me away
One by one the monsters trample
Through woods and dirt they feed
What sort of world
time to take a stand
You've seen your life come shaped by foreign hands
And so it's time to make a move
Letting the world know that you greatly
with skin. I lay with reason producing these monsters.
Under painted catcalls as in temptation. yeah there's a key to be in, but there's no shade, no
They are called gods, saviours, the superior race
They are the inhuman monsters bringing mankind misery
They are the fallen angels, they are
helps him rot
Freedom screams through a sky, wounded by a culture shock
Mamma was a lullaby, Daddy was a melting pot
His philosophy was to be up, you
a stone crack dealer
Surrounded by monsters like mike jack thriller
Ride around strapped 'cause I might jack niggas
Smokin purple like a motha fucking nut
Alrato
Similar to death in the cradle
Fifteen year old girl killed in a car accident
Two Hispanic boys shot in a drive-by shooting
Three people
monsters, nasty gnomes and mean vampires
The lewdness of millions massed
Want pull the hammer down
Witchhammer torment dressed ladies
Witchhammer greedy
comes moms won't get up?
Is it because that lit been did up
By too much cut up in stuff that shit can't even set up
Fed up by my own clothes cause she
And poisoned words upon their tongues
All the Devil's Men
Hear the children scream
For they shall teach them Christian values
Put monsters in their dreams
in silent Height invaded
With a steaming mist and by the wind,
swept away
Sad ephemeral creature,
moaning on earth
His sight gets lost
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