In the mind of mortal man, the vision is tainted red Consumed by anger, provoked bye words that should never been said Now all this mind seems to harbor
In the mind of mortal man The vision is tainted red Consumed by anger, provoked bye words That should never been said Now all this mind seems to harbor
Übersetzung: Living Sacrifice. Gewalt.
Nonhuman lives screams in human evolution But you don't give a damn to what's happening to me You laugh as you sacrifice the source of sanity "Prodigal
: Every day booze drives our lives into a bloody violence Talks mean nothing in this phase where chaos reigns Oh no!!! Need to get away from this fuckin
in how much you're Willing to sacrifice Life's too short we can't waste a minute So how much is it worth to you to save your life And the lives of your
call Damned to be sacrificed Corrupt politicians Promise paradise The thieves are reaching out for the crown Violence is a killer Threatens all our lives
to ride August 4, 2001 A drunken police officer mows down an entire family in Brooklyn The judge lets him go with no bail It reminds us, of just how worthless our lives
Father and mother divorced as I began the school in hamilton We had the same problem every night with daddy's addiction Violence and drunkeness reigned
there will be no state Lives to sacrifice, no attempts to deny The lies served upon silver plates, now consumed Dead, dehumanized, the lives to sacrifice
and murdering mankind a raging storm of violence ripping through all i despise destroyer of the masses an exploding bomb of hate unleashed upon humanity living
of sun Industrial power get devoured by the demonic Read the fine rhymes with mental +War Games+ like Matthew Broderick Revive shit, or live shit defy
will span to Negril With the violence of Hamburger Hill, to kill What, what {unknown sample} to the depths I dive- I dive {scratching of the word "Sacrifice
Music:Albert Maroto Lyrics: Elisa C.Martin Shaded death, I feel you close to me Drags me with the violence of the sea Up to the deepest lonely ocean
springtime we're the centaurs and people in grass skirts This is the verge, the melting point When your favorite emcees can't be lazy anymore This is psychopath, this is psych rap With violence, violence
and were taking up their space so theyre importing dopefor us with hopes well someday die our lives are being sucked dry just to be sacrificed for a
lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people. Why is it that the kind and gentle are subjected to violence and riducule? How is it that
you try to bind us in your living death, Yet we do think of them, ice cold and silence In the snow covered moorlands, stopped by the violence That you
