Lyrics:
The radiant form of the son of the wind
Eliminates the cause of affliction
The radiant form of the son of the wind
Eliminates the cause of affliction
The Shell
(Lyrics by Nickolas Paquin, François Charest & Guillaume Lehoux)
(Music by Nickolas Paquin, François Charest & Peacefull)
Little man
Hologram]
Complexities break entities when hardcore be the factor
Physically shatter by the cause of the megacosm distractor
Fractured by my supernatural
Our world faces a new reality
The futures of our children
Their sons and daughters' purity
Is corrupted by the aura
Of violence brooding in our
go by walk..
Even if I ask for a cycle..
he tells me to get the first rank and then he would buy me one..
And I studied too hard and got the first rank
The other in them streets
And their sons far gone
This cycle they repeat
Tell me what I'm pose to do
Tell me what I do
Tell me what I'm pose to do
Man what I
DISAPPOINTED WAITING FOR FORTY ACRES.
HEALING AIN’T GONE COME TO NOBODY, BLACK SON; YOU GOTTA TAKE IT.
Break it!
Break this fucking cycle of trauma!
Value yo
Raised by you,
You made me.
In your shadow,
Angry.
Like Father
Like Son
Mirror of your image.
Victim of your damage.
Like Father
Raised by you,
You made me.
In your shadow,
Angry.
Like Father
Like Son
Mirror of your image.
Victim of your damage.
Like Father
disciples were writing bibles
Only tracking time by day and night
In cycles
Humankind is rising, and it's finding rivals
Hide a knife by your side at night
Your name is the key
Its who you're meant to be
It was written in your veins
By the Norns, you're bound in chains
Beneath the tree they've spun your
even care
We treat our physical bodies with some heroin
While we negate the gate keeper as the heroine
Watch the cycles, it spins into a narrow end
that I am you
And I am proof
Surviving through
We do what we gotta do
Yo we could break the cycle let nobody lie to you
Then maybe put our sons
in your clique, I'm bawlin' wit'cha trick
Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze by, you be groovin' in the midst
Of my cycle
The son of light on a summer's day
The fall of leaves as it runs away
We enter dark as the cold makes way
Frozen hearts that are boldly saved
Another cycle
Stay within lines
Rules to live by
Lies to die by
Trapped this cycle
In this spiral
Live each day
Prolong decay
Stop, this spiral
Break, this cycle
Let
meat
It was a special treat
Cursed by my father's hand
Forsaken, I am damned
Heed my words
You're not your father's son
You went too far this time
Ryanair
I found a friend in my lover
I saw deceit in my brother
But found my dreams in my mother
She saw hers through her son too
Got brought home by the PC
By the power of The Living God and in the name of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, I make these declarations loud and clear:
1. My mind is free!
awaits for every daughter, every son
Deep underground where mortals' eyes can't see
Separated from their troubles by the sea
You'll find your rest
Manifesting her imperfections
Shining, virtually blinding
From her son's incandescence
Her herbal essence
Stimulates
When in her presence
I wait
Cause only
Everything that lives on earth poos in some way
And that's how the cycle happens each and everyday
Just look at the green, green grass and the birds
darkness
Oh titan succeeded by none
Maniacal sickness
Fulfill the promise, devour your son
Devour your son
Titan, renewed from the flesh, in time
Undone by
more of a myth
I suppose trailer by the woods with
The lumberjack flannel
Surrounded by free thinkers
Fuck sheep and cattle
I'm back and looking to get
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