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An Open Letter
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God's first sincere, direct speech to his fragile creatures -- humans.
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The Official Originator Of Grunge-Rap.
I'm the letters that alphabet never heard about, the words that the lines couldn't manage to gather, the lines that the verses failed to comprehend, the verses that no song would dare to embrace, the song that no pen would ever write down.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #304
Peak in subgenre #25
Author
Iphorill
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Iphorill
Uploaded
December 29, 2012
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MP3 3.2 MB • 160 kbps • 2:46
Story behind the song
This song has remained unreleased for many months. I decided to finally put it out in public after a dream I had.
Lyrics
Tell me why you love to see me suffering…You hurt me bad, my pain will never end…(X2) This is the first time I try reaching you, after you became this vile creature who determined to just grudge and vandalize yet every time angels judge a man denies, burning with lust, jealousy and plenty more vices, your life is nothing but twenty four- seven disgrace, heaven's this place that every day goes by is given less space, due to a severe lack of worthy candidates if only you could realize the grand effects of inhumanity, not a man admits his sins sincerely, you've been barely showing essence of repentance. The sky listens if genuine prayers made, but they're late even when you're in crises, you should try this creed in scripture indeed you need to read to feed and lecture your mind and breed a picture with a saturated perception, your corruption is exaggerated, my hopes crashed and faded, alas! You're my masterpiece that fate scratched and made it a mass disappointment, lesser joy's been filling my heart for ages, more pages of fate I'm ripping apart I never really thought I'd lose control It seems my schemes are dreams of truth in fault. I'm accused of all the sorrow and the tension But it's you who went to follow that dimension of dementia, not to mention the killing machine you made yourself into; compelling a fiend to fill in the scene and play the humanity role, tell me what the f*** are you mad at me for?! Stop answering your vanity call; admit your fault, take responsibility, you need to quit and halt this nonsense, have a few ounces of dignity If you're my creation then I'm so sick to be Regretfully Yours; God. Tell me why you love to see me suffering…You hurt me bad, my pain will never end…(X2)
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