Get into the rhythm. . Get into the rhythm. Let the music control. Get into the rhythm. For your body and your soul. . Get into the rhythm. Let the music control.
Violent aint what im trying to be. But this violence follows me. Never had money for a P.H.D. Now I get money when i make these beats. Give to my hood, Renovate these streets.
Propel this solitary man in front of us. With his corrupted global agenda muttering into his ears. . Corporate money stuffed into his pockets. To spread his darkened gospel.
Time, they say eases the pain. And now I must keep myself apart. From how things used to be. I know I should go on with my life. and leave the world behind that I have learned to live.
The bodies of millions pile atop. The splintered streets of a now rotting metropolis. Ignorantly drowning in the flames and fumes fabricated by their own doing.
The radio plays our favorite song. And it's what keeps me holding on. Baby, do you miss me?. Now that I'm gone, yeah. . I remember the love we had. How could I forget.
(Can you feel it?). I can feel it. . We worked so hard all week from 9 to 5. But when the weekend comes it's time to come alive. Just take some time to set your mind and body free.
I stood in the sand from the mouth of the sea. And watched a serpent rise from its depths. Upon his horns rested ten crowns. . As the discord of trumpets grew unnerving.
A little, a little bit. A little, a little bit. A little, a little bit. A little. . A little bit of ecstasy. A little bit of you and me. A little bit of set you free.
Goodbye, I'll mend your loss. . Let the carcass of your martyr burn. In the process of punishment. Your ashes and embers will light up the skies. Let the carcass of your martyr burn.
Summon the servants that are chained at the throat. By a tarnished chain only devoted to their prosperous fathers. . A grip so tight it bruises the neck.
The earth slowly rots into a malignant tumor. Breeding no life for the future of the world. In wake of a nuclear war bodies rise from the fractured. And decomposing fields of abandonment.
Her mouth stands to convey. To convey swarms of plague. . Time corrodes. As her jaws have itself locked into place. At the grips of her own hands. This woman carries her victims to their passing.
Falsehood projects from a day to day instrumental broadcast. That flows through the net of mass media. The lungs swell as the puppets speak to the public.
It began under the dictatorship of a dark lord. With the mindset of world supremacy set in years past. Our nation picked up the pieces of a slain giant.
Epidemic once again uncovers its malignant crown. In one instantaneous instant. A man made formula hatches out of its shell to inch. Closer to suppress the living and breathing.
The blameless are succumbing to the ravages. Of warfare built upon capital and greed. The lords of corruption leave their people. To rot in the gore riddened streets of chaos.
His landscape. has been scorned with death.. Once a city, now laid to ash.. A decaying father. has left his bastard son. with addictions by his side..
Breathes, bleeds. . What stands before us is not a machine.. It breathes, it will bleed, and it dreams.. . Its body is covered,. In hundreds of wires..