Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Valiant, artist - Dark Time Sunshine. Album song ANX, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.07.2012
Record label: ASCAP
Song language: English
Valiant |
Cathedrals labors loathing, leaving the lookers soaking, |
Pipes smoking litter in church, valiant and thought provoking. |
Constantly noble, constant noble, portrait of persona, |
Let it in your memory and leave you rotting without a stutter. |
No churly g, not a sequel, not even one love, |
Not even zero negative one, a crying dove. |
A principality morals, maybe your standards might even make you |
A matter of fact, exact from granduos. |
So much for being famous if you take that rot road, |
Don’t touch that seen in scandals, a blind man hold his hand and go. |
And then come back and tell them villagers all, |
Only to lead them to the slaughter, contain perhaps a metal rope. |
First figure ankes the body of Christ and all almight |
Tie up your horse before the night falls, can stole your wife, |
Or your significant other or just yourself. |
Tie us up in feud, why don’t you perch yourself up upon yourself? |
You caught the royalty, let me see the shadow, |
You had this, brought us, cause you blinding. |
And we’ll build our empire, and we’ll build our empire, |
And we’ll build our empire. |
We’re at the horse and cherry, your race is blowing these rooties, |
You have a corpse bride pace around, throwing you cooties. |
We do a barrel repellar, constant make cloth, |
You’ve a body that defound with a mound of it all, |
Lost it for granted to finally figure out how you were done in, |
Meanwhile we met your pal in its worse, you spit its thin. |
Able to be process within text, |
You never actually get a grip of my lithium spit, saliva acid trick. |
Fuck off you fashionista, all of the twist bombs, |
You’re stanly Krueger stupid, you drug palms, |
Rikki Sun, Alex and all hoes and walks in arrogant gems, |
We dark humor at boths you’re funny? |
Yes, man |
They all resemble what we bring to the table last supper |
For that day I spent. |
The world is flat so they fall off to act on a crucifix nail. |
Only to wake up in their own personal hell to go through, |
But you already put us through that with that music you do. |