by Circle Of Dead Children on album Starving the Vultures

It's A Suicide Lottery And They've Won The Real Life Has Just Begun Coughing Up Nest Of Cocoons It Feeds The Statists Oblivious To Wounds Seeping Dry It Feeds The Statists All Value Is Lost When We Al

by Baba Brinkman on album The Rap Canterbury Tales

A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To suc

by Baba Brinkman on album Swordplay

A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a dee

by Canibus on album For Whom The Beat Tolls

[Vocal 1] I got bored with four beats to the measure Professor speech compressor terminated his tenure to explore a more rewarding adventure Take a closer look at the bars You'll see I'm not

by Nas on album Non-Album Releases

NAS Miscellaneous Every Ghetto"(feat. Blitz Uhh... yeah... uhh... [Verse 1 (Nas)] Blessings in life to the children They say life is like 5 days Words of a old man with silver hair in his wheel

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Human Harvest

Abort the brain fetus and force-feed it to your teachers and families The lies they taught you were to be defecated and spread into the soil where a new generation of mirror-children would feed The mi

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Psalm Of The Grand Destroyer

I hope to be there when the eggs of skepticism hatch and develop into superior bodies of free thought* They hope to be there when the timbers split and bio-germ death decorates the skies like a thousa

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Psalm Of The Grand Destroyer

Hammer of propaganda bashed with precision into the eyes of light* Return me to an era of only pure force and movements. Vortex of vibrations and purposeful thought. It has all become just magic now a

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Psalm Of The Grand Destroyer

An itch so deep that only steel can scratch now*

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Zero Comfort Margin

Like an army of vipers we prepare, Await and become the obscured hologram of civilian and assassin This is for black eyes only This is where poisoning of the roots of machination and deception is all

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Zero Comfort Margin

Like an army of vipers we prepare, Await and become the obscured hologram of civilian and assassin This is for black eyes only This is where poisoning of the roots of machination and deception is all

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Exotic Sense Decay

With one massive breath she was drawn within me Tunneled through my mouth A soothing delivery to Hell Dry gasp Impossible to swallow from the head first Eyes rolled and hands shaped to slaughter Beate

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Starving the Vultures

Could You Imagine If I Were To Spill Emotions Down Upon You? The Streets Would Flood Eyes Torn And Acid Scathed And Bright Crimson Visionary Of The Apocalypse Randomly Place My Guilt On Your Back With

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Human Harvest

None of us wish to be our shadow because we all believe that we are something greater The figure on the ground is no less good than what we really are but more than what we could ever wish to become O

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Human Harvest

Manipulate the slime and assume supreme control of the mind The smallest particles of existence can become the fallen curtains for us all The show is over for the slug The next realm has just begun So

by Circle Of Dead Children on album The Genocide Machine

When you raise your head, can you smell the roses burning? In the garden we suffer When you close your eyes, can you hear the angels shrieking? In the garden we suffer When you lie asleep, can you fee

by Circle Of Dead Children on album The Genocide Machine

Through birth we sign the proclamation of the doomed We climb the corpses of refinement each day in attempt to bring us one step closer to our goal of absolute evolution The insatiable quests to have

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Exotic Sense Decay

With one massive breath she was drawn within me Tunneled through my mouth A soothing delivery to Hell Dry gasp Impossible to swallow from the head first Eyes rolled and hands shaped to slaughter Be

by Circle Of Dead Children on album The Genocide Machine

Through birth we sign the proclamation of the doomed We climb the corpses of refinement each day in attempt to bring us one step closer to our goal of absolute evolution The insatiable quests to h

by Circle Of Dead Children on album Human Harvest

Climb the fibrous ladder dear friend Watch your head Watch your step Chained meat-hook your new ally and playmate Hang yourself from the virginal I-beam above Hang from your anatomically correct eye s