When the rain comes rushn in
the deceivers will drown in
a pool of their own festuring sin
Crushed and hushed of true emotion
watching the brainwash box of vision
dictating life void of confusion
Conditioned eyes judge then pry with ego pride
emotionally faceless lost in the timelessness
of deep dark spaceness
Chase this
Pace this
Hit this
Miss this
Kiss this
Think of this
Love this and
Embrace this
The path X comes once every 36
when the Nephilim return for their brew
youd better know what to do when chaos insues
Dec 16, 2011
Dec 16, 2011 at 7:37 PM UTC
When the rain comes rushn in
the deceivers will drown in
a pool of their own festuring sin
Crushed and hushed of true emotion
watching the brainwash box of vision
dictating life void of confusion
Conditioned eyes judge then pry with ego pride
emotionally faceless lost in the timelessness
of deep dark spaceness
Chase this
Pace this
Hit this
Miss this
Kiss this
Think of this
Love this and
Embrace this
The path X comes once every 36
when the Nephilim return for their brew
youd better know what to do when chaos insues
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