
Release date: 26.05.2013
Song language: English
You Took Your Time |
Now did you see me, I killed a man |
They all stayed down, but he chose to stand |
And girl, when did it hit you deep |
To watch his mind seep |
Across the pavement, beat down, slaps the meat |
Each and every single one of your feet |
That you will ever know |
The limitations of a clone |
They kept me on my throne |
The silk space of time |
Covered in a trace of slime |
It’s not here to appear for the tears |
The mere hatred that flows through the years |
The silent calm, washed violent charm |
Held in the depths of a tyrant’s palm |
Expect the ides, to lay by his side |
And bear with the sight of just another man’s mind |
I must mistake the high |
Cool these breaks, these stakes will lie |
I was not born to be taught |
I was born to be exposed in the storm |
And held awhile |
In the hot heat in the mother |
Sat by the feet of your lover |
Feet down, decede one another |
I dug through these graves to uncover |
A pile of bones mixed with violent tones |
Forced through the earth with these silent drones |
I’ll seek through time, evading the mimes |
I’ll breathe in time and of the guide’s sign |
You trust these snakes to die? |
With all the ways you trace the climb |
Go up the ladder, made from the latter |
Made even sadder, but he born to an adder |
I’m on the depth of a bridge |
You took your time to plant a seed |
A seed of hate, the plagues you played |
So bear witness to the strength and states |
You want to be the body of song |
Are you strong across this glum |
Pinnacle of crumbs |
See these hands and see what they crave to be done |
You are, you are this useless art that’s gone too far |
You are, you are |
You are a body of song |
You pave me down to the dirt and scum |
Look what I’ve become |
See these hands, these actions that I’ve done |
Walk bear beaten down |
Black blue brains out |
This drain will be clogged |
Let their brains be drowned |
Walk bear beaten down |
These Black beat brains out |
These drains be clogged |
These brains be drowned |
Feet down, decede one another |
I dug through these graves uncover |
These graves uncover |
A pile of bones mixed with violent tones |
Forced through the earth with these silent drones |
A pile of bones |
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