Every man has to die....
Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 1:52 am
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Ok first 2 verses of a song im working on.
Feedback much appreciatede.
My words form perfect symmetry - my imagery is second sight/
my tongue cuts like a razor knife - hurt more than any weapon might/
slicin through you parasites, your pack of lies has turned to dust/
a soldier of the gallows fires arrows in his murder lust/
me? im just that Grim Reap - keeper of this dark place/
where stars race past face for fast paced heartbreak/
calm face - march straight - impossible to fabricate/
you either earned your stripes or you just chat a bag of fake/
shit man this shit man is medicine to sick man/
before their poison take you down to earth like its quicksand/
rip man apart with iron bars - chasin white lines/
surgically dispersin verses - dawn til its night time/
lifelines are severed with these methods of terror/
whatever - you aint got my measure, not ever/
forever man my calibre will knock you down n damage ya/
ya corpse amidst the gaze of these vultures,crows n scavengers....
This barbaric spitin savage got a marriage with misery/
n visually - you can picture lyrical artillery/
with millitary abillity to decimate - exterminate/
any man who ever test? - chain em to the pearly gates/
lunatics assume this is a tune of random foolishness/
when words turn into action we'll see who really true to his/
my unit is so ruthless - villains in the trenches/
mentalists - ready skilled in killin your defences/
hence this,eccentric - statement of intent shit/
fuck around i put you down n knock you out ya senses/
this heretic is very quick n heavy sick with cinematic/
automatic verses you could say its just a force of habit/
sort to ravish soundscapes n move amongst the slaughter/
with mortar rounds drownin like fire would in water/
with a quarter of herb to take me back to the earth/
cos every man has gotta die n go back to the dirt.....
Ok first 2 verses of a song im working on.
Feedback much appreciatede.
My words form perfect symmetry - my imagery is second sight/
my tongue cuts like a razor knife - hurt more than any weapon might/
slicin through you parasites, your pack of lies has turned to dust/
a soldier of the gallows fires arrows in his murder lust/
me? im just that Grim Reap - keeper of this dark place/
where stars race past face for fast paced heartbreak/
calm face - march straight - impossible to fabricate/
you either earned your stripes or you just chat a bag of fake/
shit man this shit man is medicine to sick man/
before their poison take you down to earth like its quicksand/
rip man apart with iron bars - chasin white lines/
surgically dispersin verses - dawn til its night time/
lifelines are severed with these methods of terror/
whatever - you aint got my measure, not ever/
forever man my calibre will knock you down n damage ya/
ya corpse amidst the gaze of these vultures,crows n scavengers....
This barbaric spitin savage got a marriage with misery/
n visually - you can picture lyrical artillery/
with millitary abillity to decimate - exterminate/
any man who ever test? - chain em to the pearly gates/
lunatics assume this is a tune of random foolishness/
when words turn into action we'll see who really true to his/
my unit is so ruthless - villains in the trenches/
mentalists - ready skilled in killin your defences/
hence this,eccentric - statement of intent shit/
fuck around i put you down n knock you out ya senses/
this heretic is very quick n heavy sick with cinematic/
automatic verses you could say its just a force of habit/
sort to ravish soundscapes n move amongst the slaughter/
with mortar rounds drownin like fire would in water/
with a quarter of herb to take me back to the earth/
cos every man has gotta die n go back to the dirt.....