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Creeping around in the shadows again ...my dark space Lurk unseen like a wraith with a patience and unblind faith ...such dark grace Clawing at the walls to scratch my scrawl ...full of evil words and this is a blank page Broke out of a cage in a blind rage ...Broke internal head-space Heads will roll, rotting in their cyber-state Deaths marked on databases Copy, paste, cut and erase Sociopathic head-cases... what a waste ...When you turn to disgrace, Death embraced, our vengeance rears it's face (We're coming for you, spelling out your fortune) Natural-born killers (Coming for you, to, drain out your life) Blood-spillers with a mic Spitting fire and wisdom and weaponised words The curse you hide inside your sick woke verse Curses in verses, like coins from the purses and the pockets of the perverse Stampede like horses, undead and eating them first Then takes them away like a hearseful of zero choices And the deafening silence becomes violence like a wake and a eulogy all but void of any caring voices ...pointless to waste already empty rejoices No-one rejoices the pointless Perhaps they will chant out empty prayers and sing up to Him with hyms about sins and apples and poisons ...dogmatic tones from the song-books of the voiceless Time to kill... anything alive within it's path It is time to kill but we will wash our sins away in bloodbath in the aftermath Spit your wisdom and weaponised words The curse you hide inside your sick woke verse Curses in verses, like coins from the purses and the pockets of the perverse That pay into slot-machines that power the chains of those that serve Feeding their flesh and brains, and remains, to the adverse From birth the transverse disperse your worth as you immerse in an inverse universe that just get's worse, never to reimburse Stampede like herds of undead horses Takes them away like a hearseful of zero choices And the deafening silence becomes violence like a wake and a eulogy, all but void of any caring voices Time to kill... anything alive within it's path Chime the kill but time will wash our sins away in bloodbath in the aftermath Kill this with me, kill it with me, kill them with me, killing with me Kill with me Kill me Kill #2022 #tic_tic_time #lilwitchy #huskymusic.disciples #huskyrecords #huskydod #disciplesofdeath #new #collab #dark #experimental #rap #hiphop #trap #storytelling #dope #fire #rapfame #rapfame_ar_team #newartists #newtracks #newfire #🔥 #getfeatured