Letras:
Scar Culture

[God hates]

see, touch upon the scar that's healed Every little bit of me rests upon the agony in my head. But I have seen the pain, covered scars still remain Lost

God bless my curse. why heal? this gift hurts. The fire has died? still i'm tortured by the burn inside. but you didn't have fucking thing to do with

Between this journey from birth to death do we need a witness? A scribe to write down the endless thoughts and hidden emotions we contain? And then a

I failed. I tried. On my time you lied. I freed myself, but i'm tied, i'm tied. Inside, curl me up and throw me in the gutter. I hide, freedom as i feel

Skin torn, I'm growing cold My mind won't start alone Fuck yourself, shut up and die I still can't hear your cries these bloody veins will rise scarred

Humans feed off bullshit...a numbing reminder from this self-induced critic. I proved what I already know. If I stood here much longer I couldn't take

life just funk you out? Asanine, stupifying Can the clone line dry you out? Part of the swarming mass? Funk out! Slugged by the new increase? Scared

one with you and everything else [Hook] [Immotal Technique talking] Yeah.. Revolutionary Volume 2 has been brought to you By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared