Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Verse. Vs. The Virus, artist - CipherDate of issue: 13.07.2005
Song language: English
Verse. Vs. The Virus |
| That verse versus the virus |
| Adverse curses unite us |
| (HEEDING THE SACRED WORD) |
| Like Horus and Osiris |
| With blood shed on papyrus |
| (BEATING THE SACRED drum) |
| We make these sacrifices so ya’ll can taste salvation |
| Building anew upon this foundation |
| Body and blood embodied in words and music |
| (READING THE ANCIENT WORDS) |
| So this bloody body of work’s a holy communion |
| (CALLING THE ANCIENT ONES) |
| Gaia, read it. |
| The verse and the scriptures. |
| Hit you with the deadliest viruses, |
| get ya. |
| Too many liars in the mix. |
| Fires, desires burn in their frames like |
| pictures. |
| She say 'no, what you mean? |
| Believe that.' |
| Love, respect, honor. |
| Two-fourth aqua-blue sun dress. |
| Shot by true confessions, take one guess. |
| Like a long look in the mirror, scarier. |
| See yourself clearer than the war on |
| terror. |
| Try to forewarn us, keep it up and you’re gone from here to the four |
| corners. |
| Or spin into a new fate: Just can’t wait two minutes past due date. |
| The truth will make you zoom higher, gone free and we can all sing kumbaya on |
| key |
| That verse versus the curses and cursed the first is word and the last is what |
| earth is |
| That verse versus the curses immersed in the first word in it’s «perfect» |
| purpose |
| That verse nursed and nourished in the husk of those that perished in the dusk |
| by those opposed to the throws of broken lyrics |
| (Imparted) with joy and suffering, empty stomachs, aching haunches, |
| and peaceful endings |
| Just transcend it |
| Taste it with us |
| Verses pregnant with divine presence |
| The verse versus the virus. |
| The curse of broken eyelids |
| A gift to those that I hit with words purpose and fire |
| The hurt converts to knowledge about the highest |
| Storytellers are good diets. |
| So do the science right. |
| List the numbers and math. |
| You can’t deny the plan, 5 is the number of man, 5 is the number again. |
| Combine them, the number is 10 |
| 5 wounds, two hands, one side, two legs |
| God damn, never said for emphasis |
| I’m saying God please damn this man-made wretchedness, diseased and lecherous |
| Bombs over Baghdad |
| Bombs over Texas in the form of capital sentences, unnatural medicines |
| Or burning bushes that refuse to be consumed by hate |
| Abuse those that consume by day |
| At night there’s more cause for alarm |
| I’m Crucified with pen and sword daggers in either palm |
| And the beat goes on |