

Crescent of the CrossOn June 15, 1095.....Traveling In The Desert to the Holy Land] The times dark when the lords black: they march in on forced tracks: their armor leaves em arched in on horseback while their tounges rub their lips parched wit their course plaque// With Orders in forced-yaps! so they can raise their gauntlets! a cross praised n flaunted!,knights raised as rotton while sweat stains their cottons,their brains are haunted wit da greed to get fame thats wanted// its lame but brought in to see the tame so daunted....runnin armed wit swords n lances to leave goards in transfix as they gore their hands quik, all this cuz they never gaCrescent of the Cross


Samurai AnguishBrim Of Katana Divides eyes of Samurai In Bi- Fractions// Bloodshed Multiplies Pride Vociferize my Battlecry in passion// The Blade I wield Insinuates Death Vigourously yet Gracefully// Decenegrate Arch-Ministries disfiguring its chemistry painfully// As Lord Enables me to Lore Swords & Form Corpse Of Weak// Forcing Thee,OppositionTo Die In Vein Yet Formidably// Vagrantly I walk The Path of a Ronin Eroding opponents// Knowing No-Motive,flagrantly I fight 4 Home-Land Atonement// Swifltly Conveying Death til Victory is attained and kept// They who hit me,will receive Wrist-bleeds,Opened BraiSamurai Anguish


Jesus ChristGorgeous Ornaments dangle leaving spectators enticed with displays of delight//1 bringing days of enlightment still no repay to christs might & state of derived sins//2 Despite this recognized myth that invites kids to deny christs grip he remains righteous//3 We relapse captivated perhaps because our pasts acts negated,Joyous sounds of rif-raft//4 Activated,visualize santa Fat with sley Morning your dad awakes to the sound of ripped at gift-wrap//5 Its SO damn Captivating!.. For every day someone died for evey gay theirs a bi' poverty rings december may or july//6 I insist this For those whose lack rJesus Christ


Let Freedom RingSince my birth-i've-been-hated, all thats worth-has-sedated, Times have changed but i dun feel like the earth-has-rotated// Stomachs diseased-with-famine, harmful bacteria-infesting, Violence exceeds-the-cannon, so the inferia-is-resting// Soldiers devoured-the-scenes, Politicians have soured-the-dreams, Both posses cowardly-genes where they fight with powered-machines// The seasons-feel-the-same, and all the treasons-deal-with-shame, No liberty to proclaim, as unlegit reasons-steal-the-flame// Slums-rusting-new-imagination, some-thrusting-you-to-isolation, Uncivillized soldiers violentlyLet Freedom Ring
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if you read my comment then this, your an idiot. if you read this first before my comment, dont even bother reading my comment you idiot.
Just have to say, your lyrics are absolutely brilliant! Poetry with a good dash of hip hop~ (:
Keep up the good work!
Hope to be hearing more from ya.
keep it up & take care ,yo
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The answer comes in the form of a hand-written letter from the Moon.It says : ' this is brutally beautiful...so are we.This is endless.. so are we. '
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"O.O.O.O can i touch it???"
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