Butt Naked Wonda, Big Brotha Thunda, and The Masta Blasta
I come with feelings of regret, remorse and agony
You cleanse the wounds and heal the scars of atrophy
My blood is your blood in the since that we can’t die
I am immortal so shed no tear this is no goodbye
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Falling
Deeper into nothing
Maybe all the kings are dying on their thrones
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I am Alive
Deep in your mind is where I thrive
I am Alive
Open your eyes and see the light
They charge in from the east
With swords and spears raised high into the setting sun
We all await our defeat
At the hands of these beasts and their blackened eyes
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Have you looked at yourself lately?
You’ll see that our blood beats the same
Your hands say that you’re a tyrant
Your eyes say you’re tame
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We know that our time is wasted
And our lives are all faded and weakened
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We charge into the west
Our swords and shields beat against the ground on which we walk
We will take all the precious lives
And raise their heads towards the blackened sky
Feel my blade
Meet your throat
Feel your skin become scarce
Where was your heart today?
Within the bitter sand?
Or was it shattered long ago?
Courage is a fallacy
There’s only rage then death
You’ll meet your maker down below
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Have you looked at yourself lately?
You’ll see that our blood beats the same
Your hands say that you’re a tyrant
Your eyes say you’re tame
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We know that our time is wasted
And our lives are all faded and weakened
These are the skies that I rule.
The clouds form my language and the winds sing my songs.
Let the deep Cerulean tell my tale.
Let the zephyrs preach my gospel.
Feathers are the only memories I leave behind.
Come to me, my love on the Earth.
But your life means absolutely nothing.
Tell “God” I said he did a good job of giving false hope.
Grant me life so that I may serve you
Let my stone body defend you against the cold
Your enemies are mine
Master, oh master, I will shelter you