: Nothing but lying and killing and dying in this dream Anything better than what we better believe No mention of freedom no glory hallelu No mention
: When the hand of fate will slap you All has gone array no more bargains Death comes out to play With a loss of vision control All has gone away no
: Seems they got a runaround, a runaround where they stand All over, yeah, all over you Think they got an underground, an underground where they plan
: Here-here, got the lock-down cover me Fear-fear, got the in to let it out So near, feel its breath all over me Everything is inside, nothing going
: When it extends itself to the point of breaking And deep inside you know your demon's waking Blow it away In color red and redder break tomorrow As
: No livin', no livin' without me No higher, no higher than love, I'm gonna love you Right here where you stand I'll be inside you, all about you, everywhere
: Mind's eye hurricane It feels nothin' like I'm missin' you Self-inflicted pain, has turned me upside down In the drenchin' bloody rain I know nothin
: Run like hell, yeah movin' fast Don't fail me now know you gotta last Move it on up to the quick step, go And I get more speed when, when I get real
Bitterness fuels the mode for the escape of mediocrity. Stepping the grate, shattered nerves ground down to a glass edge carrying me away. Bloodletting
emanate As my sadistic intensions slowly incarnate Feel no remorse for this sickening trend As this bloodrush hails, I don't repent Bloodletting occupies
descent. Hope, progress, and growth spring from the crypt of realized fallacies. Living through death. Learning to love. Embracing discontent. Face down. Bloodletting
Life, mama says Is bloodletting go If I care for nothing Sun don't shine and the grass don't grow Bloodletting go Society dictates by rules and regulations
: Life, mama says Is bloodletting go If I care for nothing Sun don't shine and the grass don't grow Bloodletting go Society dictates by rules and regulations
Eternal, the kiss I breathe Siphon your blood to me Feel my wounds of your god Forever rape mortality I smell of death I reek of hate I will live forever
Rolling 'round a lifetime on a name that spells my past Carried through the mile markers up towards some last laugh And if fools could only prosper I'
The streets make the hustlas Hustlas make the world go round The world is made of keys, ounces and pounds The keys, ounces and pounds is made from hustlas
you will not give...you must not try...you will not live Lighting whole...the light inside...you want to find the very high... Bloodline Give me