Letras:
Flame On That Cross

heave on the cross Is for the glory of God And now the murderer the prostitute And even the thug And average person can now be Cleansed by blood? [HOOK:] When you were on that cross

: All beware the blackened tongue Its laden heavy with lies Bleeding on the cross for the world to see Traitor, liar, thief - all will be revealed Millions

Stop bringin that pistol and fetch ya, Shoot it and catch ya, shit, pap, Stay packin that gat in yo lap away So if ya can't roll strapped Now how about that

hardcore, that's done forbidden Everytime I bomb this be predictions from Nostradamus Busta Rhymes to fan bombs on your head and that's a promise The one thing that seems to be funny yet never stated is that

the battle, that was born in the flames, and the rebels were waltzing on air. I danced with a girl to the tune of a waltz that was written to be danced on

swept Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido In an ancient tryst with catastrophe Soon the be kept Hear that hissing now on the breeze As through the plundered

but fell to greet And midst lies in collusion She was martyred to teach That "Divinity and Lust Are forever forbidden to meet" But I swore that they

of dread That I swear it's heaven Oh sweet May, Dressed in grief Roll back the stone With these words scrawled in a severed hand Tears fall like shards of glass that

swept Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido In an ancient tryst with catastrophe Soon the be kept Hear that hissing now on the breeze As through the plundered