motherfuckers like a christening and cripplin' Ya click, quick with equipment equipped Like bloods blast crips My hammer never clicks, pack back up clips Slaughter all the competition when rippin a mortal
Let's see a mortal type receiver This new one's made of skin I can see her She will get eaten up by Old time people Avoid the eye of contact She's seen
of Mortal Combat This day I say to all who come to view internecine Let the games begin, let the games begin Welcome all My faction fill this coliseum Let the games begin, let
much more I can do from on the outside looking in your government is listenin' to push you on the story of immortal father mortal son give them your mind and all
life is still a ride Some may criticize, but it's a blessin', that I'm still alive From all the smoke lit, all the hoes hit, all the cold shit From comin
by a TV screen Blond is the bomb makes you ashamed of your skin And rejecting this is like a mortal sin So lets begin Let us dissect, Count all the ways
it life And all tomorrow's games / Are just a memory / Of all the things you dub too common / In carriage golden / Drawn by horses blind / I saw you leave this mortal
vestiges of mortal life flee my body in crimson gouts, and at last I realize what the fates have spun for me, and what is carved in the very ice all about
! My humanity fades... my mortality dissipates as does the darkness before the glimmering kiss of the dawn! Let us finish it... Let this be our final
in yourself and Sane minds and hard work really could Because to put all hope in one uphigh Is sheer insanity It will show fatal to us all Yes, even
[Bonus track] Once great kings of the Secondborn Cheated their faith with the Rings of Sauron Nine for mortal men Turned them into the shadows of immortal
mud I be sitting on the edge of Mars counting stars Finding me a place in space unchaseable No mortal can't fulfill such skill they incapable Of keeping all
with wings. Think you're god, but you never had control, Think you're loved, but there's no one there at all... [CHORUS:] My colours all ran dry, and
day It was a beautiful scene out in your garden How the snowflakes fell on the white capped trees, they let us feel so free (cherished memories of ours) And my last mortal
Running for the highest mountain yelling out "mayday!" G-A-B, the great annihilator of the way they Be all on sacred sceptre jocking, like a Pele Soccer ball, kick em all
leave forced Driven by fear shift gears veer towards The foolishly equipped swift these Failed bids breathed taillights from the crypt Reflect upon the way beyond redemption Let
dine this night on mortal flesh a delicate human flavor under my cloak are the voices of all I've killed can you hear them calling? let their bloodlust