hardlin that cannot be broken. a new world vision. suicide, suicide before betrayal. i will not serve this world of abominations. a clandestine evolution ... instead of a pawn
bag under the floor Not a peep, always working a lot, get the flame, aim, pop Open the box and take off out the back of the pawn shop Scoping the lot
I've been a martyr for love Tortured every hour From the day I was born I've been moved like a pawn By the greatest of powers I knew that I would have to suffer
our ties Waste a week Save a dime Raping the scene, now you're a victim of the crime Using us pawns for your games of complication We suffered because
at each other See how for him lifetime's fears disappear Once a Jesus suffered Heaven could not see him And now my ship is sinking The captain stands alone A pawn
baptism to alcohol, in a land suffocatingly green Hey! The myth is magic, do you know what I mean? The politics of sin and of sex Suffer the fools, pawn
From baptism to alcohol, in a land suffocatingly green Hey! the myth is magic, do you know what I mean? The politics of sin and of sex Suffer the fools, pawn
is the same Hear the lies again Relive the suffering Through rimes the king remain Their power schemes wipe life away In little worlds, trade death each day
fucking with american lives reduced to pawns in a power play too long they've suffered not for america just for a lead on election day my october
my teeth enough yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think this deep as fuck but this like my weaker stuff they ask "Is this his day-to-day
gathering smell of rotteness Is cutting through my brain Slicing up my friends And then killing the pain Gathered here together for our final day Never
be true Come, dance, dance, dance 'Cause we love you Images of innocence charge Him go on But the decadence of destiny is looking for a pawn To a nightmare
the floor Not a peep, always working a lot, get the flame, aim, pop Open the box and take off out the back of the pawn shop Scoping the lot, hoping the
judgement more severe A twisted course bound by fate Spiralling plunge, shrouded in fear Is there a purpose or merely destiny? Master or pawn of life
get starting, AK's, ASK's With the magazine that say, real Leggezin Aiyo, that's what I mean, people pray for the day Of a good well being, man cry in
