a Graveyard of dreams Showing ignorance To the art of the mourning kind Accusing innocence In a Graveyard of dreams Showing ignorance To the art of the mourning
come to a stop that everybody got to make Whether you local or express What's the meanin of ghettofabulous Not ridin the back of the bus I'm a revolutionary
(lyric by Garm) We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (Sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves assailing
You look at me, girl, as if i was some kind of a A total stranger 3D Hysterical, ecstatical no matter, call me stags(?) Hard to get a drink or a girl
look at me, girl, as if i was some kind of a A total stranger 3D Hysterical, ecstatical no matter, call me stags(?) Hard to get a drink or a girl to
walk down the street and get jumped Brooklyn cats like to bubble out of town no lookin back When you a ghetto chef you mastered the art of cookin crack
Thou art desire Thou art nothing Reflecting the illusion of light In agony A glimpse of passion Manoeuvring through the twilight Of a dying god [Sagittarius A
[lyric by Garm] We sail the seas, of negativity to banish kindness from this place (Sans scruples, sans humility) To behold the fierceness of wolves
Worship a voice beyond my own On the plains of Nysa I die; When I arise, I mourn alone Your love fails me far from home Embrace my art, Love let
love anyone Embrace the art of letting go Away washed in velvet tide I tremble as I kiss your shores I lay upon endless sands Worship a voice beyond
