Where do we go now?

One dimensional

Paper-made profile like a lost child

Build and destroy. Assault and deploy. The decoy. The me inside of the weak

Boy

A win, a loss. A minute lost. Definite costs. A minimal image bringing in a limited

Accord

Where do we go from here?

Soul bare. The inflated tear. We made it here. Men try in vain to fight the hated

Air

Blood in veins quench the sеas and drench the ground appear. A crown of

Thorns around your hеad and hair. I said its clear

Impair the sight as light comes near, bent on the stroke of man’s discontent

Proletariat laureates. The thorn to your detriment. The fifth percent

Skewing a picture bent. A filament bright like the legacy of Isis

Who converts a cup of Cris’ to the cult of Christ? It’s the zeitgeist of the times

Turning blood to wine and making red rum

Murder makes murder...

What!!

-Staring at stone widows (LIES)

-Fallen angels reproach (LIES)

-Coming from the watery abyss

-Dead pigs smell like burnt halos

Throw it all away

Haunt us past mistakes

Time suspends a call

From the depths of Hell

We’ve been here since life begat. Everything we do, you react (REPEAT)

Can’t bring it back. No pact, no act can reverse the sands of time for no man

This is a fact since we’ve been black. Before blacks cracked rocks with olmecs

(what)

The misdeed of your seeds is bound to come back

(THIS CAN’T BE IT)

The misdeed of your seeds is bound to come back If you come, come correct

(THIS WORLD’S WORTHLESS)

The misdeed of your seeds is bound to come back If you come, come correct

(THERE MUST BE SOMETHING ELSE)

The misdeed of your seeds is bound to come back If you come, come correct

(THERE MUST BE SOMETHING MORE)

Blood in, blood out. Budding moral. Crumbling, come out. Birth to a child

It comes around (REPEAT)

Over and Over, It’s deafening everything. Bury it, carry it. Return, its leveling