The sun turned black through the shades of gray. I see your face, smile above my grave. Like jackals howling to the moon. Deliverance the doom of thee.
A prayer above. The seraph's mourn. His fate was known. So long ago. . His host awaits. Caress his face. A silent scene. The end begins. . The time for him so quickly passes by.
I fucked this flow. . This is my electronic press kit, hot as some fresh shit. Nigga recollect bitch, grow grey hairs, don't stress it. I text message, messages to fuckin' estrogen.
There is always someplace safer than the playground. So let's walk to our private beach at night. We could always roll these drums down the sand dunes.
Tears of you in my hands diamonds on fire. I feel your pain in my ignorance of love. Time passes by as this night emptiness I feel. I know, oh I know, I forget you..
Double speak, well, hold it a minute. You will defend your stake in it. Please pretend and keep crusading. It's the only way to make sure that you look foolish.
Winds, blow away the memories. Waves, drown the sadness. Night, hide your precious secrets well. . Enter the garden of temptation. Try to provoke your fate.
I'd like to build. A ladder right up to the sky. Then I would climb. . I would climb so high. I could step right over every mile. Between you and I. .
I hurried up I didnt wait, I pushed and poked at my own fate, the way things were going I thought it would be alright. But life, you see is different through the eyes of those who dont believe, in the right to be anything that you conceive..
Taste, Taste my bitter dreams,. The emotions which spring from. A dark sea full of sins. And cold thoughts. . Feel, Feel my aura now. Embracing your purity.
Forgotten notes. Of a deceitful melody. Released in the wind. By an old quivering voice. . Swinging in space. And taking the shape. Of a colourful symphony.
My window is a book and I'm a fuckin' crook. Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook. And if my mother answer, I'll ask her. What she wants on 25th because I'm chillin' with Prancer.
Can't wake from this dream, bitter uncertainty.. Begin to shake and lose control, into my own reality.. Life has begun to take its toll, regain sanity..
My droopy eyed Madonna. A triple fire alarm. All the other rogues and darlings. Get sent to the farm. . I don't need to deceive you. 'Cause I feel no pain.
[by Edgar Allen Poe]. . Lo! 'tis agala night. Within the lonesome latter years!. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight. In veils, and drowned in tears,. Sit in a theatre, to see.
Making babies, buying houses. A French guy's name is on our trousers. We used to be such rabble rousers. Before the world revolved around us. . I've been domesticated blind.
Take off your old black shoes. Come, have you heard the news?. Have you been hittin' the booze?. . Your politics have all gone sour. Well, I see you getting sicker by the hour.
Oh i swear i'd sleep forever if you never left my dreams,. so while the world passes by, i'll live in the frames,. in the picture stills of her memories..
[Verse 1: Earl]. So I'm guessing there's questions that need adressing, huh?. Like how we fresh in our adolescence and wrecking 'em. Hear new tracks, he destined to make a mess of 'em.