mert freeman.

In your world, the day is no threat In my world, there is an absence of light "Genetic superior cell" Controlled by the fathomless and unbearable

So afraid of what you may think And all the plastic people that surrounds me I have to find the path to where it all begins To teach the world my supernatural art

So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written So let it be done To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death

𝙏 𝙐 𝙍 𝙆 𝙒 𝘼 𝙑 𝙀

But if you ask for a raise It's no surprise that they're giving none away Away, away

founding fathers of heavy metal.

leading the nation's ill fortune

I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself: "Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?" I'm tired of being poor and, even worse, I'm black My stomach hurts so I'm looking for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero "Give the crack to the kids: who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare!" First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal to brothers Give 'em guns, step back, watch 'em kill each other "It's time to fight back," that's what Huey said Two shots in the dark, now Huey's dead I got love for my brother But we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start making changes Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers And that's how it's supposed to be How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids But things change... and that's the way it is

Angel of Death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead

While we may believe Our world - our reality To be that is - is but one Manifestation of the essence Other planets lie beyond the reach Of normal sense and common roads But they are no less real Than what we see or touch or feel Denied by the blind church 'Cause these are not the words of God The same God that burnt the knowing

I feel I come from better conditions Buried deep in my mind I forgot Awake my soul I want to find and drink this light Images of the past Other life in other places Always the same embraces I return to where I've been I dig inside a forwards movement Involved in desire of consciousness Progress, understand I want to find the keys of past Remember the past, present, future Memory is a force So many things have happened To me the hardest of all But the gates would never again Be opened to me unless I could bid them open at my Own will and command

It's said the ghost of a young, fair maid is cursed to dwell beneath the shade of the olden oak she died below O that was many moons ago!

Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past Betrayed by many Now ornaments dripping above Awaiting the hour of reprisal Your time slips away Raining blood From a lacerated sky Bleeding its horror Creating my structure Now I shall reign in blood