| Simple souls overload as i explode data banks
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| Cuz the earth & space gave birth to this paleface
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| Supreme -- linguistic -- mental machine
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| My brain cells swell — the intellects extreme
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| Fire fills my veins as i proclaim my resistance
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| To the mind-swapping parasites that feed off my existence
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| As i -- skin the burn to relearn the royal plan
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| Out beyond the edges in the depths of spirit land
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| Its authentic, apocalyptic destroyer
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| Damaging challengers -- resurrection, disorder
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| A monument of crisis — i strikes this — your dead
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| Line my nest with your soul -- cleansed in bloodshed
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| BATTLE READY!
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| Poets gonna take control
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| BATTLE READY
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| Souls violate parole
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| BATTLE READY
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| Violently invade your home
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| -- breaking the bones
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| OF THOSE WHO POSE
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| Commanding the mic -- striking up a verb-fest
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| Mass destruction is my function — time to put it to the test
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| In combat --- attacking since way back
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| In the days i drew praise for the way that i slayed facts
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| Formulating flows in revolutionary science
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| Its the catastrophic prophet from the anarchist alliance
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| Freaking techniques -- this creature of speech
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| We feel the fury of devastation cuz we tasted defeat
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| I’m alone on my throne in this universe of fear
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| Royalty divides my soul -- in this role i’m revered
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| As the pinnacle -- lyrical master -- queen of disaster
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| I ruin brain fluid -- the UNKNOWN IS WHAT I’M AFTER
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| BATTLE READY!
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| BATTLE READY
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| -- breaking the bones
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| OF THOSE WHO POSE
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| BATTLE READY!
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| Poets gonna take control
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| BATTLE READY
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| Souls violate parole
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| BATTLE READY
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| Violently invade your home
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| -- breaking the bones
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| OF THOSE WHO POSE
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| Shaking up the world -- just like the 2nd coming of christ
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| -- when i write -- thrice divine with this goddess sight
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| Words will flow -- wounds will grow
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| Ewe know -- bones will be exposed from the force that i unload
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| Its THE SOUL EATER! |
| -- mic bleeder with the voice of chaos
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| I got the nectar of the gods flowing from my mental pod
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| Gather the flock -- alarm your block
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| Tell them the shepherds have come & got the keys to unlock
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| A holy war -- thru your veins it courses
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| More lyrical artillery than the armed forces
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| Supernatural -- styles be volatile
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| Its the mind manipulator -- the WAR CHILD
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| BATTLE READY!
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| Poets gonna take control
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| BATTLE READY
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| Souls violate parole
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| BATTLE READY
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| Violently invade your home
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| -- breaking the bones
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| OF THOSE WHO POSE
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| COME!
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| SHADOW SOLDIERS!
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| We came to defy — living life as a lie
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| We embryonic satellites need our freedom to fly
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| TO WATCH YOU DIE! |
| -- agonizing cries are heard in stereo
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| I’m visualizing battlefield scenarios
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| In the line of fire -- watching empires fall
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| Into attack position -- ELIMINATE ALL!!!
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| MY SPECIES!!!
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| BATTLE READY!
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| BATTLE READY
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| BATTLE READY
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| -- breaking the bones
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| OF THOSE WHO POSE
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| BATTLE READY!
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| Poets gonna take control
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| BATTLE READY
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| Souls violate parole
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| BATTLE READY
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| Violently invade your home
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| -- breaking the bones
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| OF THOSE WHO POSE
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| MY SPECIES!
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| MY SPECIES!
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| NO SURRENDER!
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| NO SURRENDER! |