ingest your kind Quench my starvation All present and accounted for Hush, do not speak For tonight I raise a glass To the death of the meek We are
ingest your kind quench my starvation All present and accounted for Hush! Do not speak For tonight I raise a glass To the death of the meek We are
what motherfuckers think of me I might be nobody but wait till I'm together like a symphony Resounding sound that will continue infinitely Angel of death
, poor haters On permanent, hi-atus as I skate in the Maybach Benz, fly this guy leavin Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo In Los Angeles, like an evangelist
in the burden'd air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses are
motherfuckers think of me I might be nobody, but wait till I'm together like a symphony Resounding sound that will continue infinitely Angel of death
cloud is rising on the horizon, the skies are glowing in fiery red, The North and the South, East and West, have sworn allegiance to the armies Of Death
probally never understand Germaine", Incoherant speaches, puzzles in pieces, The subchemichal deepness, of his glandular excretions, Realms of Heaven and Hell, Glowin angelic
for killin' my best boy, haters On permenant hiatus as I escape In the Maybach Benz Fly this then sanaa lathan Pumpin' Brown Sugar by D'Angelo In Los Angeles
towards desolation Yet those chained to their own foul flesh Know only obsolescence- their nakedness Push the rabble back, to the victor come the spoils Work to certain death
eyes he rest his head Faithful - deceiver - burning - believer of all Dangerous temptations - thrilling explorations Lustres of the flesh - makes me wish for death The angel
fires in the burden'd air; hungry clouds swag on the deep, once meek, and in a perilous path, the just man kept his course along the vale of death. Roses
best, poor haters On permanent, hi-atus as I skate in the Maybach Benz, fly this guy leavin Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo In Los Angeles, like an evangelist
My eyes will see that nothings left But their blood choked cries Wait for the time to come The angel ends their feeble lives Hopeless dreams death unfurls
motherfuckers think of me I might be nobody but wait till I'm together like a symphony Resounding sound that will continue infinitely Angel of death
Satan - around the flames the troops now fly Hordes of death - cover the earth Nationwide crematory The feeble and meek - end of story Open the gates -
! Unholy Wars! Behold the flames grow strong We raid and scorch a path to death we do belong Countermeasures blown away God's army in defeat Scattered now across the skies by angels
