of omnipresent Hate and solitude Beckons you Eye of judgement. Covered in the blood of my enemies And pure virgin innocence. My soul can rest I've imposed my judgement
Übersetzung: Ungeheuerlichkeit. The Eye of Judgment.
You may think you are the master of all on this earth everyone is entitled to their own grave mistakes you may believe you have the right to continue
unless a revolution of the mind is ensured unnecessary experimenting science is bathing in seas of blood we can no longer turn a blind eye we
I will not see what you want me to see I cannot dream when you take all my hope and your shadows stain my sight all my life I have spent in horror
Alright let's get one thing fucking straight - Straight Edge has never been, nor will it ever be a fucking fashion accessory. I don't know where the
The culture of self-abuse sickens me endlessly what is the point in losing your grip and running away from reality escape will lead nowhere your
A walking hazard to my health you're nothing more than that you're not worthy of the light of day paying a company to slowly murder you every cigarette
The righteous war has begun... masked crusaders bearing the arms of a higher justice march into the dead of night to act out the will of gaia
always be those who fight and are willing to give it all to secure the future of animal rights what right do you have to act as a judge over life
How can you believe in forever when there is no chance of tomorrow? no light of hope it's all the same as time consumes life with its grains demons
You call yourself a counter culture but you counter nothing you uphold the same sickening morals of the world you claim to loathe you say one drink
spiral we have made this living hell we are the enemy of itself vengeance controls my mind hatred for the humankind I feed off your fear your judgement
harder than a fucking diamond Mobile phone call to Simon, niggas trippin' homie, when we riding? Fuck 'em slowly like Jodeci I'd stick a needle in my eye
niggaz free, on the block, oh It ain't easy Chorus 2.75 Verse Three: 2Pac Lately been reminiscin bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the block Keep an eye
as our world comes crashing down Chorus Who am I to say right ? Who am I to say you?re wrong ? Play judge, look you in the eye, Who am I to throw the
9 Shots] [Banks and 50] Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!? [50 Cent] Ahh! son, pull up! pull up! [50 Cent] Many men, wish death upon me Blood in my eye dawg
