Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Solitary Confinement, artist - K Rino. Album song Solitary Confinement, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.10.2009
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Solitary Confinement |
You will be held |
In Solitary Confinement |
Until further notice |
Minutes after I received my sentence |
I was then sent to the threshold of a corridors entrance |
Forced into a hellish existence |
I wends from intense pain then commence to seek intense repentance |
My hands served as a surveyor |
With no light I’m sightless I stand beneath darkeness third layer |
Imprisoned as a punishment I was sieving of faith |
In a place so desolate prayers can’t even escape |
The reason I was here was never communicated clear |
Two minutes in this place appeared like I had waited years |
When the lights came on I was bathed and bladed tears |
Cause the room had common dears all of my greatest fears |
This ain’t Hades cause it ain’t hot and I don’t see devils |
I saw three different escalators that lead to three levels |
I stepped on the first one making sure to be careful |
So I fluid field lines in the walls that look like blood vessels |
That first floor was called confessional |
For twenty-four hours straight they questioned and pression you to express the |
truth |
Everything I did, every evil act was tracked on a sheet of black stone |
I had to reenact and read it back |
Painfully I suffered as I heard people applaud |
I saw every face of every individual that I scared |
Childhood to teenage to adulthood years |
Each woman that ever shed tears over me indically appeared |
Who I hurt bad despite them loving me |
And left them to suffer without the slightest concern of their recovery |
I looked at all the people I dissed |
Beg to torture and seek in desist couldn’t leave they shackle my feet and my |
wrist |
Then I was giving the proposition |
To go to the next level or stay in this condition |
My selection was to move on not realizing |
That the second level was twice as painful and traumatizing |
From the moment I put one foot on the next floor |
I became sick to my stomach disguised by what I saw |
People who needed me in life that I chose to ignore |
Stood before me with intensions to even up the score |
One of them said «do you remember me? |
I’m the homeless man that you didn’t feed you passed right by me in my time of |
need |
Said please but ending up receiving no love |
You was leaving the club, judge me and accuse me of being on drugs |
But you didn’t know that I was a celestial |
Angel on the earthly quest morally test you |
You left in the thought never revisited or stress you |
That one great gesture without questioned with a bless you |
So now you’ll feel the pain of those you never said yes to |
For seven years straight like they did with no rescue |
The horror in the field without letter will invest you |
The cycle who repeat itself eternally, unless you» |
Decide to go to the final stage |
But it’s your last one, after this there’s no turning the page |
I said let’s go, with no idea where I would be sent |
Knowing this was it, back to the escalator I went |
The last and worst floor was deep as the earth’s core |
I was more nervous than the first hoar to walk inside the church door |
I was instructed to sit by a wall with two slits |
Approximately one inch and length one inch in width |
When they opened up somebody said look inside |
I was so petrified I ask if I could decline and said denied |
Chances to survive was put in doubt |
I passively looked in and realize that I was really looking out |
I saw a tree sunlight and I rose up |
Soon as a glimmer of hope expose itself the slits closed up |
Once again I became mindful of my situation |
The same voice said look behind you |
And when I did it was such a burden |
To see every person from the first two levels of the third wing |
I knew then I messed up, and should of chose better |
Instead of one at a time I had to face it all together |
How long will I be in this place, please tell me? |
Closter-phobic in a small cell where they hell me |
A voice said just think and rewind |
The whole time you was subconsciously confined in a guilt of your own mind |
In these two slits on your eyes |
So understand if you continue to puricute these thoughts will stay in you |
But something had to teach you |
We had no authority over your brain you contain the power to release you |