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08 - Voiceless
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SacriFICE & Malik
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SacriFICE / Malik
2008
The Sensei Chapters
Sun Apr 13, 2008
HipHop : Alternative Hip Hop
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Lyrics
Equals and opposites, equal autonomous people in prominence
evil is dominant because we each do a part of it
To be lethal but feeble legal but equally beastful
see you retreat to cathedrals trying to feed your Sheople
A sign of meaning in ya mind is breathing
the freshest air from nature's winds and find it seething,
its time to see other side the wonder-ride
through meadows and thunder-skies and swell rows of butterflies
but hell knows and he bellows, from the underside
they sputter by the poison attacks
a hundred times a f***ing wind they poise it to crack,
choices would lapse until you end up voiceless combatant
if that's it imagine the passion a has-been could have when he's packed in the back in a trash bin...
a plastic existence where magic is witnessed without all the camera tricks
and the family sits enjoying the penetration of the cancerous myths
the phantom resists, but then in answer he shifts
a Manchurian, candidate, a panicked rage
and revolution evolves into evolution and off
we sail into the setting sun where there's no men with guns
where we catch the tapestry with Aladdin and fly
We can happily die or live until we have to just die
it doesn’t matter in my, true utopia true euphoria
glorious, where our candy are oranges and our laughing is fortunate
and our passing the torches of the past and the more recent
meant more than just another inconvenient funeral
where death is truly sacred and our nakedness was beautiful
the metaphor is clear though
technology ripped a sizeable rift in our conscious adrift
Upon the abyss beyond the constant sonatas and mist
like a sauna exists our problems intensify
its time we accept and die or wretch and fight,
and I've already began recruiting for the better side
LETS SURVIVE!