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hate myself sit contemplate, wishin, irate, hate myself today, but it dont show, oh who cares its not like anbody
cares, and who knows the road thats best to go, low times, goose bumps as i write that though, never thought ide
sell my soul to the devil but the bottom will make you do things you never wanted to, truth, now im on a limited
timeline so I gotta flaunt what I got, this gift thats given from god, tormented, im an unforgiven fallen angel
of god, because i sit at the bottom n rot, till the day that im judged for the sins and these decisions i made
done talkin with god, he dont even listen, and if he does, i guess the mother fucker want me to hurt, he dont
even care, see every day livin pain, the boy believe that he can and he came to make a change, rebel to the man,
where the fuck is god to light the way I told myself a long time ago that i would win by any means i meant it deal
with the shit I dont like abuse from the cops, its no excuse that you taught, to conform and never have a truly
original though, but on god, we're all doomed to hell but before we go ima show you what I got, from a contract
signed in blood that i never thought that Ide want, but thats how much i really love the world and i wanna see peace
sacrifice my inner being if it means that im able to grow a platform and change the world and its people.
we aint evil, evil people, demons, elites, preachers, never will i ever,
or could i ever be convince, or bought, to fuckin back down, its not me, whats me is to have the best intentions,
a perfect plan of action, be all packed up and ready to go, light a ciggarette, relax for just a moment,
thank god that it came, and when i open be defeated again, how? its like im being tortured by god im trying
to find reason they say that god gives the hardest lives to the strongest to test, and if they work through the
trials of life then they unleash the warrior within, so ill be tortured, kick down, bitch slapped, and clowned,
never ever be able to find a happy thought but guess what? its still not gonna ever stop my pursuit for the people,
living Vox populi till the day we stop and fight for our freedom, end the evil, im the voice of the people, truth
be the reason...
Oh yee, upon sheppards, and reap yee cowards for shame be upon fools, lie curious, In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus
Sancti....
Save yourself... the devil is on his way...So you pray, so your pray, but you cant hide, you cant hide...when evil
calls your name... Insane things voices n psychopathic creeds, blood rituals, humiliation black magick in rap,
illuminated existence solar eclipses lips lyrical n you mad, he can I please have that soul back i didnt know what
I had, I thought ide be happy but now im constantly sad, no? ok well i guess ill enjoy what little time give it a
stab, wishin that a genie or a jin would grant all my wishes, its miraculous endeavor know that fame and fortunes
a trap, people just build you up and then stab your back
Written by: Jason Langhorne
