Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
Subterranean maintain own tongue [bad word] In subdued tones I speak of the flesh which entombs our inner core Who the blessed? Invade airwaves type Moors (wars) Sore from travels to unmarked thresholds, grapple [bad word] untold lying in whispers it figures. He who snickers doesn't see final melody Shattered splinters, melodic in their own unrest Remind me of Osiris, made liars of us all For 364 days I learned to crawl Appalled by sense of urgency to resurrect the dead Shed my last skin searching for angel with broken wing Will she sing that e minor hymn? For those of us who sin? For those of us who sin? Within dirty sanctum became brethren's anthem Jesus Christ a Black man walks the earth still Forgot to speak the real, [bad word] #39;s fate not sealed. I appeal to nil, never one, not one, none. Amplify brainwaves to condense my thought Bends the dark Why question my art? Shunned by rays of Amon Ra, Darkness exposes every soul's flaw I forever remain raw, unpolished [bad word] off knowledge of knowing I'm dumb Now remain none's sum, while inner eyes' stay numb We all shall succumb to eternal sleep, For now I'll just yawn and speak on ill gutter beats Watch falling leaves, walk on knees, Down graveled path vocalize own epitaph Evoke on path towards inner, nonlinear Lay head mongst sinners Solitude falls winter Appauled at visual surrounding Kept my bearings non-grounded Liquid language kept frozen 40 oz's How many Mc's know who Faust is? Pardon original, Manuscript fit text type tailored suit Felt effects at root through vein type heron' you shoot Euphoric, saw banks of Tigris and Euphrates Fertile Crescent hold more lessons than taught by deities Vonsciousness is leaving me Seen that same sage turn page on habitual Perform tectonic rituals, Broke abacus to calculate coordanates But can't afford rent.... It makes no sense. Forgot our days in shackles? You concentrate on battles? I lecture graduates discussing Kant till they leave baffled. Amplify brainwaves to condense my thought Bends the dark Why question my art?