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Evangelized Fairytales
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basically a personal spiritual conflict with man's religion..
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Charts
Peak #1,997
Peak in subgenre #154
Author
Solaer
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Motion Sickness 2002
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February 10, 2002
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Story behind the song
basically a personal spiritual conflict with modern day religion..my struggle discerning the "right" path..
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Verse 1 Passion from birth, a recognition for life's worth what was the meaning, it seemed decieved me, confidin in church suckled to the nest that cradled,sucked into the tunnel minin slaved to ,years of hurt Subliminal ,the message was there hidden within the pitiful politics and mannerisms ,accustomed zombies fed bull rent attic space lendin -passage mediocre tendin coaxin the evils tauntin em,With freedom from prisons yet enlistin those nieve with serials on wristes still crimson, yet shaded with traces of hate runnin thru em jaded slated to a snobbish side ,nostrils flare elevated flauntin ignorance as pride.. backward thoughts coincide ,with levels of unrest and betrayal of mind,Original design, rotted to core,corrupted even more STILL by mans foolish ties hook Imprisoned within Corruptable shells innocence declines as man inhales Evangelized fairytales The truth stays rooted but denied and railed thru the greedy man's pitch of sale Verse 2 Windy trails I've traveled to come full circle Yet still held in retrospect I was able to surpass all hurdles my dome a tatoo as blood curdles thru veins attached to.. resident in temples I'm still a simple being aloof yet set apart from the flock with a firm grasp of truth in believing I can unleash kratos on tap Power with impact that retained theme consistant in my raps to get back ,at those that forced me down a crooked path i confront them formost blindside with personal attacks pierce em with audible jabs metaphoric tact hosts my bowstance dramatic impromptu token to totem close to bi-polar sans cross a mood spectrum to rival a skitzo submerged beneath iredescent moss within mix A cosmic tune sunk in depth of fixture, a deep nocturnal lune with wings expanded flaps when scriptures, get spit, various projectiles emit, harpoon the objective with twin hooks barbin for grit,
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