This that dark shit
This that war shit
That that aw shit
That that cauldron
When you need something
But you flawless
Like some diamonds
On some corpses
It ain't gorgeous
It's just what it had to be
The picture ain't mine
Man the picture just me
The force is too Devine
Always have to set it free
Like a mountain with a stream
Had to let the wind breath
Pack up the losses
We Moving on
Rack up the crosses
Who drew him on
Facts are cost and the view of god
Who would deny
Who would deny
F*ck your reception
My signal peak
All of you demons
So industry
All of our leader
Will envy me
Blame it on him
Blame it on me
Man this whole game that we play
Is weak
Shade from the moon
Really bring out a freak
Light up a room when she into me
Breaking broke hearts is my Tendency