my own eyes and in my blood! Mark'll sink us. A message mesmerized, on all English breath, the crux pretty grasped, but mostly misunderstood. Mark'll sink us
Where I was born, nothing is promised My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth
at a map of the arts to pick up where you choked And when the last leaf falls off the branches of resonance I'll be waiting with my butterfly net to
It formulated in Babylon Today we lie trapped on a cross of gold How far will we fall The color red engulfs us all We're sinking and drowning in their
will to survive When we're hungry...love will keep us alive When we're hungry...love will keep us alive When we're hungry...love will keep us
, thee walls, in us, us all Two forgetful forgiving folks Tear down the walls, thee walls, in us, us all Two forgetful forgiving folks Tear down the walls, thee walls, in us, us
[OMEGA] Where I was born, nothing is promised My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus Omega marks the ending of predictability
deep Contemplate crime playing for keep Elevate and reconstruct got rhymes that erupt From my brain and then they drain right into a cup From which I drink then I think deeper in and it'll sink
