Every generation's got their cataclysmic doomsday scenario
looming macabre morbid views
impairing a civilized union between social movements and humans.
That's right, you too may have been fooled in a past life
but that's like the little boy who cried, feral canine,
night after night, one time he's bound to be right
with helpful and understanding people way out of sight.
Stay outta the light
Every generator's got a perpetual motion activator program that I could hold flat and and slow back down 'til it rolls at a stagnated pace and eventually folds. Flattering my face with a satchel of ample stones. masons, ancients, and misplaced fakes calling everything sacred made me this way. and today is the day I'll set ablaze to this place. they created decay and I'll erase it in my life time. or hang me like your christ. Fine.
Is it the beginning of the end
or the end of the beginning?
I guess it's just who's story's winning.
That depends are we beginning to expend
or just pretending to be grinning
Sitting in the serenade spinning
It's defense!
Cold war, Y2K, smoking gun in the form of a mushroom cloud,
global pandemics, yellowstone super volcano blowing load
The second coming will get them undone
while Nubiru and Planet X's jury is still hung out
high and dry, armageddon's the song sung by 2012 mayan end date.
Golden age of awakening or major clues to the total destruction of everything?
So many false destinies echoed in time, let go of mine.
Killing my kind like they were mine.
Kinda designed sounds like I'm contrived but I'mma find a divine path. I provide voltage. and I don't mind if it's blind; I need closure. throw your cloaks over your head is getting closer. Eight homeless men with posters getting ass raped by the soldiers that were sent to clear the smoldering rocks in this toxin-engulfed, plotless pit promises. honestly, I kiss the ground and fondle it. alive as what I contradict.
So tie me down and lock lips. I'll be my apocalypse.
Is it the beginning of the end
or the end of the beginning?
I guess it's just who's story's winning.
That depends are we beginning to expend
or just pretending to be grinning
Sitting in the serenade spinning
It's defense!
credits
from Language Of The Heart,
released March 26, 2013
Lyrics- Alex Argot & Lt. Headtrip // Music- Rich Courage
São Paulo rapper pairs airtight, ultra-rhythmic bars with well-rounded beats influenced by techno, jazz, trap, drum & bass, and samba. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 6, 2023