feast She's my dream that's not real Lighting candles in the pouring rain Once upon a time Dominoes in a hurricane Roses I brought to your grave So, I bless your sins
myself rolling in seven or eleven So I can recoup this suit that I'm spending Pray to god with divine intervention all my life Repent for my sins because
Vishis bitch, yeah (Vishis! M.I.C.!) [June] It goes up, down, once again I fuck and make hoes confess they sins Gotta make sure what's ya age again
The day begins with a grin And a prayer to excuse my sins I can walk anywhere I choose 'Cause everybody listens to the B.D.P. crew We're not here for
test and Take a deep throat so she wouldn't have to waste breath I mean they fucked her and stuck her I said man, fuck a age test Cause I'm gon' go
tha fo Cocked 44's and kicked down dooz Robbed liquor stoze, threw my bowz Dealt wit cats who put shit in they noze At tha age 8, I wuz ridin' in a
are free as a lap dog Just do what you're told They wear spandex and gloves And feed on fetus flesh They're the fashion rage Of the empirical age But
their sins along To sons born on a planet torn Where they don't belong We dream to share the light again Here we're living In the golden age The world
is the time to shed our skin. And we must repent our sins. It's a revolution. Revolution. It's been brewing much too long. As a new age dawns. It's
need you, you've only caused me grief Forgive me if I fall asleep I haven't slept in centuries Daylight lives like a burden for me So I escape the sins
in the wings Your courage sings before you falter It?s just another way to say What?s there but never shows It?s just another day to lay Your sins before
suckin' dick I ain't never had fam, so I ride with my click Said, I die for my click, jealous hoes die too I would have been a lawyer by the age of 22
aims. No matter how we bend the rules there's no way we can win, Not even pleading Ignorance will vindicate our sins. I am human--I was made to be the
My cat died and I quickly poured myself some gin Did she die from old age or was it for my sins? God I loved her oh so much, miss her little kitty touch
I knew no vices and I knew no sins I knew the words but they didn't sink in Stayed out those tunnels that pull people down There's more of those tunnels
FEAR The world now stands ancient, showing her age Antique, senile, archaic Peroration impending, not one to assuage The human remnants of earth Pandemic
walls Tearing apart my mind It burns Upon my naked soul It feeds Streams of consciousness fill the page As my nerve endings scream in rage Deliver me to the darkest age
(Hoglan) You tell me What will become of us? Are the lines so drawn and the stage so set That as we age what remains is burdened sufferance? My mortality