Sangtekster:
Still Remains Light Through Skin

Rays of light that pierce through leaves fall on our skin. We are allowed. We look skyward. His hands are glorious, maker of all. We are attached, to

this age of idolatry, mad niggas worship u vanity If Five ?? you nigga maintain humanity - insanity Hope you see the light - like the prism's true colors Only a few remain

meak, terrorize the timid Murder in a minute then it's mission accomplished Corner the confused then stomp with my accomplice Figurisly we, disfigure at random And still remain

bleed gray With see through shades of violent bloody stains And felt the evil prime and wicked Start a course straight through my veins I'm so alive, my skin

bleed gray With see through shades of violent bloody stains And felt the evil prime and wicked Start a course straight through my veins I'm so alive, my skin

I might discover Through a door half open A painted light bulb swings Casting someone's shadow Reaching towards me Something draws me here, not sure Feeling drained, still

me with shoties Oddity, why did he, why do these entire societies inside of societies And survivors still remain alive (Release) emcees Thriving to

case color scheme. Streaks of oil stain, stained the road he crawled on homeward. Oh yeah, oh yeah he threw the switch, with some unwieldy gauge, absence of light remains

drawn in Where rows of dusty books lay in an ominous display But one ancient leather binding had the grain of human skin And seized with curiosity she