The Lines 1-3

The crown has been taken The sirens are on alert Those who avoid the hurt, the ones close or far i feel the fear regardless now The ones that bite the hands that feed Dead weight we no longer need these enemies bleed talkin trash between another not even a hash not a tag not a mention too scared. To draw attention the knees shake the breathing elevates the pain comes in one after two they feel lime eyes are on em like glue, they never knew what kind of darkness that was possessed u would think they could have handled thy like our crew does best, they can cower in their own nest, I could care less, feel empowered filled with rage im leading us to thus center stage as our leader shadowman told me i could now engage, i have a page i took notes of those who will end. By the rope, the slack was enough time to finish em off, the top is near we have been in the fire waiting for eternity the ground will be soaked in blood the sky will be black the sun is no longer here to protect i see the ones very clear i keep my enemies near, tried to make it clear just couldn’t understand the message i sent a flare they can live in dispair with the sheep as i heard them to sleep, not a peep or shall i say a direct quote, they are speaking though like i said on a track they speak in between one and three they come in twos it was the chose that they chose its a bruise that will never heal as the fall is hard and a shield of protection is no longer their so as the fire and smoke engulfs the are i feel em share the fear of the fallen ones