we've watched the lines form in our faces and the smoke fall and break to code from our hands and a message missed was a message read we can never
[Mann Terror:] Ain't no mistaken you see my chain you know who I'm with Made niggas banging them hits, you banging them fist With just a few good niggas
turns the key of life To hear the thunder roar Ancients gather amidst the stars Mortals stare in fear The Earth is damned beneath the mist A veil of
For the shame of their crawl from grace Cold and hollow as the grave And for a rape and ruinous scourge Spared for souls that shared God's worship For
