were never for me. They won't change me, I live for myself. Talking of redemption when no one died for my sins. I see your faith for what it truly is
a sinner sins? Now it's behind me but I might go back again. My vice is nothing when compared to my greates sin. My greates sin is my religion. I exchange truth for
my pain Maybe you can see we all need change I did it for you Can view my life my pain my hurt Man I hope this work I did it for you Sense Christ died for sin
The kila klan kaze gon' watch you bleed Ask jesus for forgivin' For all the sins that i didn't did I'm trapped in a storm In a place we call earth I tried
the avenger of his death Nekron once dead would survive in their faith HERE THEY CAME TO PRAY FOR HIM A NEW BLACK ORDER DAR-KUNOR WAS A GATHERING OF
the ghettos (Dade County) Every hood and the projects And when I drop off my singles I'm dropping one of my targets Lord forgive me for my sins, I gave
mice, deepest fear Welcome to the House of Mirrors Magic wand, magic mirror Timeless clock says death is near Death is here, death is on My king bishop
or death Chorus x2 The Kila Klan Kaze gon' watch you bleed Ask Jesus for forgivin' For all the sins that I did I'm trapped in a storm In a place
speak so holy, father God, I'm saved That's all that matters let the rest burn in hell Preach false, a sin is a sin, doesn't give you the right to condemn
I have crucified a flower, a red rose. It withers all the year round and blooms only once a year. On day which will be my birth for all worlds that I
TOO MUST DIE/WILL YOU BE SHADOWED IN THE ARROGANCE OF MY DEATH?/YOUR VALLEY TRUTH/WHAT LIGHTS PASS THOSE PIOUS HEIGHTS?/WHAT PASSING BELLS FOR THESE IN THEIR TRUCKS?/FOR
womenhood that you defile You nail yourself to your own sin Lame arse, Jesus calls me sister There are no words for my contempt Every woman is a cross
Christ who was the space invader Hit sin like arruken from street fighter Came from heaven now just to die for ya fella That's why he paid the price for ya sins
my left hand writes Nights enveloping and developing pictures in your brain Like a darkroom, in every monestary, where I spark boom A cartoon style smile smirk, how's my
Talk about death I will live with my work I scream with this body of flesh that separates heaven and hell I carve the sins. What will be the proof of my
myself, I'm pleadin in insanity I'm beggin for my lives cause I'm hated for death I watch my step and now learn to appreciate every rep I was born a
will breathe my war and join my hordes, Where spirits hold the ancient force, The ones who cherish are the ones who will go, Into the ashes of a tortured
he said. "But Jesus died for our sins." Then he said, "He ain't dead." "He faked his death?" I watched my man take a breath as if he had no more patience
