the bottom will be like Only after disaster can we be resurrected It's only after you've lost everything that you are free to do anything Nothing is static
As it cuts right through the sky Burning inside! Burning inside! Calling a mantra with a blade in the skin For the demons within I feel the pain is the death and decay
There are code breakers with lines well tapped Traces sweeping out across the static night You are draped in white like the blossoms of the tree Looking
go away Still bound by chains of self decay To simply saturate and bleed Out the seeds of a new address We're charged with the destruction of those static
Six members, fresh spinners, we make the fly ladies say Hey, hey The Shak-Zulu shot a rhyme right through you Now your don't want static with my crew
'll get got And at the end of the trail is what's left Is a sucker motherfucker who done simped to death So if ya got static, go and gather up your army
Minor turns to major and fades without decay dim resonance a high-pitched mechanical hum that runs like the voice of a ladybug. Turns out, it's really
we live in the great decay all these ghost towns share a name anywhere, usa all these strangers look the same day after day after day this great decay, the great decay
developing the bonk And brings a whole new pitch Changin' my frame of thought Caught by the misery your brought And always wanna bring Love to cling like static, start static
A paralyzed mind embracing decay Dead like carrion just wasting away There is nothing Numbed by excess and complete saturation Scarred influence by degeneration
mad star of the galaxy The giant supernova where no reason can be found Ultra-violet children swim Inside the sonic radar beam Towards the static palace
Tonight The Stars Die The Needles Dance Like Fireflies With Static Comes The Landslide Melodic And Sincere Choke Up The Remedy That Kept Us From Infinity
's timeless temple. Telluric energy, harnessed by the ancients... triggered by lunar rays and solar radiation, channeled to impart static charges to rock
There are code breakers with lines well tapped Traces sweeping out across the static night You are drapped in white like the blossoms of the tree Looking
fresh spinners, we make the fly ladies say... Hey...Hey The Shak-Zulu shot a rhyme right through you Now your don't want static with my crew now, Do you
A paralyzed mind embracing decay Dead like carrion, just wasting away There is nothing... Numbed by excess and complete saturation Scarred influence
drone at outer space And hope with fingers crossed it finds its landing place The destination's strange and there's no practice range There's static on
