I'll remember to forget what it never really meant as the city burns
had to do what I had to do, just to make it through the night Hustling and robbing and killing, running the streets with no feelings An aggravated motherfucker, that is ready as
the blind leading the blind And one grey day shall rise the flood No dikes will stem the heavy tides When cold pierced feathered bodies scream They fall as
live Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony And where murals stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are
from shelter Burn your wings and learn their letters I will call you out from shelter Burn your wings, you'll know no better I will call you out from shelter Burn your wings and
is rising And we can't get away from it We're in shock from the failed emotion No cause in the shadow land And we sing while the city's burning But
fail As darkness falls across the world the undead disease cannot be cured Building armies burning down seizing cities all around Smoke and dust and
of pleasures lost Herein the future lies Laughing at the "holy cross" As death rained from the skies Falling from the heavens Angels lie decayed Burning, city
city burns tonight The city burns tonight, tonight The city burns tonight The skyline is set ablaze with regret Ashes cover a falling silhouette The city
fire searing heat Burn the world Underneath the ocean depths rising up with the rest Spew the serpents poison over Land and sea Heimdall guardian and
in town... SF Prayer And one grey day shall rise the flood No dikes will stem the heavy tides When cold pierced heavy bodies scream They fall as if the
. Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by Watching their fortunes rise and fall In the neatly pressed pin-striped trousers of the City. Debutante whores in
Lights out on Division St. And all the hate that rises Through the cracks in the pavement As the temperature falls (This is where is hits the ground)
Once citizen as a baby, now look at what y'all made me. So don't judge me Verse 1 (silkk the shocker) Don't judge me on how I dress and the niggas who
on my pavement Two sticks to burn basics the lie adjacent to my placement On the game board, lunge forward and wind-up impaled by the same sword Choose
. Dark wizzards' spells entwine me in ravening shackles, And black roses draw my blood with thorns as sharp as serpent's tooth... I fall into the rapturous
