Alone I travel though the wasteland in my heart. As the grievance tears me apart. Thinking of you and the things you meant to me. My heart is bleeding, I can't go on.
["The draconian laws of the King of Westmar left no man unaffected. In his will to restore order to Westmar and the lands beyond the Royal Guard was tenfold increased. Unruly elements among the populace was quickly sent to the gallows, the highland salt mines or worst of all; to the newly constructed and crowded factories filled with dark and twisted magical machinery, fuled by stinking ichors and run by gigantic cobs..
Shadows, fog. Sign of the fall. A dwarf, a face-a monster. Without form. . You, son of void. Eyes in decay. The dust in throbbing. With dead life. . Forgotten by death.
My niggas, this is for my dogs, this is for my dogs. This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs. This is for my dogs, this is for my dogs. This is for my dogs, my niggas.
I don't really wanna hurt nobody. I just wanna live my life. Feel me, c'mon baby. (Elite). Where we at baby?. Let's get it, c'mon. . How many niggas ever seen a shotgun shot?.
As I sit an position myself. Am I cocky 'coz I only play my shit and listen to myself. Or am I strivin' for perfection? Answer that. Ah, fuck it I'm cocky and I about to perfect rap, nigga.
Show me the real you. I want a conversation. Let me in on what. You're all about now. Don't want to waste my time. Don't want to feel you out. Just give me something solid.
Back for a while in this hometown.. I chose to trade that blackened grin in for this natural. Luminescent frown.. Things ain't as they seem in this old town..
The cards you've read are true again. And I can feel your heart. The saddest song can't bring me back tonight. Turn up the radio. I was standing. I was looking back.
pulverized. cast aside. but i survived. now fly the flag. criticized. opened wide. left to die. now fly the flag. brutalized. cut down to size. but i'll survive.
Do ya wanna go for a walk?. You can hold my hand, we can laugh and talk. You can lead the way which way you wanna go. Tell me all the things, I really wanna know.
gonna head on out of town. on a greyhound bus tonight. you can say that it's a retreat but i'm not. fighting. broken tatooed heart. like words and promises.
sitting in my room. just wasting time. i've spent my whole life asking. questions. and when the answers come. they hurt or wound. i don't know what it takes to bind it.
that time of the day is finally here. better go and answer. what was the future is not very clear. now it's the only way that you know. even if it started in the past.
well I wish every day was a Friday night. with a long weekend straight ahead. and we all lived in shining castles. and there was no such word as dead.
The working man is in my head now. cause in this world we're all together. trapped in a world he never made. it's a steel and concrete place - that lasts forever.
Friday's dust. Turned into a Saturday's. It wasn't meant to be this way. It wasn't meant to end so late. . Friday's trust. A deal not brokered honestly.