Lletres:
No Return Seasons Of Soul

You Shouldn'T Disclose The Secret You Weren'T To Sift Out The Thruth Through The Hierarchical Threat Which Lays Down The Law Inside The Firm The Threat

What'S Your Fucking Goal ? I Want Positive Truth You Point Your Finger. Things Better To Do You Talk Too Much It'S Suicidal To Believe In You, Malicious

Leaving My Self Existence Of Unfaith I Abandonned Pain, Escaping Never Ending War My Body' S Taking The Plunge In The Blank, No Vision Of Despair I Hate

Rise Pure Right Thoughts At The First Hour Of Our Civilization But Now Wisdom Has Been Transformed In Dark Ages Of Incomprehension Politicians Defend

S Just Em I Hear Shots Bullet For Self Defence To Defend Myself I Just Need My Mind Now I Lie Down To Sleep In This Cold Hole My Soul To Keep If I

As the silence of seasons on We relive abridge sails afloat As to call light the soul shall sing Of the velvet sailors course on Of the velvet sailors

them standing in line to get their mind blown I'm selling soul, rapping and singing, and screaming, and yelling soul Manufacturing, marketing, pricing, packaging and e-mailing soul

the right map needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back so I packed for the shtetl dreamed big I wouldn't settle put the pedal to the metal and returned

Guts in a mama's baby, nuts in a bottle, maybe it's common Biatches keep fuckin' and suckin' and keepin' it comin' With they drama. POP! It's baby killa season