chance, scribe the God) Tell Kai I said what up, and his sister is grown I copped the four-fifth auto, it's pretty with chrome (The day I come home, I
cause So take me down, down through this Kill the common law that missed This is the blood I love to share Little pistols and companion halls Desperation tentacles I
feeble body soon will crawl Can you feel it itch? Can you feel it so divine? When blood is pissing down your spine There's no turning back Your infected blood
you detox, I make ya knees drop Release the G-Shock, we believes ya breathing Never conceiving or even understanding how I made you Because I'm playin
it, believe it Follow it Now I see the one Now I see the deity And I keep seeing gun With a fistful of blood Divine seeds for the holder I keep seeing gun I
demise. A light shines above as I expose your innards Hanging you by your own entrails Then we feast upon your corpse. Stare into my eyes as I sever
battle for lost souls Salvation's in the blood so know that GOD IS IN CONTROL (right) Self-edification is the reason I be rapping and I believe I'm saved
drift me out, more than i can't believe a fierce revenge on you, abanding all my shame you'll never hurt me so, never do the same i'll try to wahs away
right I have no strength I cannot fight Just flood my darkness with your light I need no face I need no name No martyr's artificial shame No crucifix I
I doubt? I believe In the things that you never told me I believe In the things that you never showed me I believe I know my fears control me I believe
I carry a longing, a yearning stronger than words can tell.. I carry my sword, my emblem of victory, in this chaos I flourish... I believe. My dream
For us it's real Take my scars Through hands of God I found a better way To break the walls Blood and concrete Piss and wine Whores that fuck To feel divine
survive An unhealing wound in the side of the earth A rotten canker that assumes it's divine There's no divinity in man, just flesh and blood When you
day if that guy calls. I'm almost certain, but this is speculation, The notes are in a box marked "Christmas Decorations". Remember what I told ya to
a time like this? Come on I'm not perfect, nobody's perfect But what the fuck was I supposed to do? I'm washin' my hands, I'm cleansin' my soul Now, all I
off your knees? Are you brave enough to see? Do you want to change it? So nave to keep holding on to what I want to believe I can see but I keep holding
fire Our funeral pyre, baby Here comes the flood Here comes the blood bath Here comes the fly Fifty foot high, baby Here comes the war More blood and
in a million answers To the questions I don't ask A demon - I've got to contain When I'm walking through the fen Getting deep into the black There are whispers that I