Take a look inside of me, there?s nothing Fate came and took it all away I try and try to grab on to something But it all just slips away, slips away
and bone Worship the sacred lamb You shall be my disciples Show faith through Penitence Crusade now through the wasteland Walk now through parted seas I shall
My fragile mind, comes untied As the darkness blocks out the light Oh God, I can?t see the light. Fear, insanity consumes my mind Pain no hope for
from corruption My mind, Facing agony Scrape up, what remains of me You, your thoughtless You, you lied again You, you?re breaking me Deception You, It
My God, Have I had all my chances? Is it all down hill now? Have I gotten, dying eyes? Dying eyes All I?ve done is nothing I?ve lived in fear of
Suffering, the way, the way to make it stop Trapped, Painkiller Darkness, Painkiller Nothing but torn, shredded, hope Darkness, Painkiller And, without it
Hit the target like a thousand tons, You can?t prepare yourself, For what is yet to come, The hardest lesson is the one you learn too late It?s the
anything Please God, end this suffering In My Heart, In My Head In My Heart, In My Head? It?s all that you are, and all that you?ll be You smother
Forget everything you know It?s all just blasphemy No faith, No purpose We must, Rise above One chance for a normal existence It?s time to take
ignorance Your, thoughts, crippled, broken Your, thoughts, crippled, broken You followed the world into a pit No escape, there?s no escaping it
Your time has come Break the mold, push the limit Question the world, question the world Life tried to push you back Strength is getting up when
a million years, bye bye So not for legends, I'm forever young, my name shall survive Through the darkest blocks, over kitchen stoves over Pyrex pots My name shall be
Porsches Popping up on Forbes lists, gorgeous Hold up, niggas thought I lost it, they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit, they nauseous Hold up, I'll be
Sad preacher nailed upon the coloured door of time; Insane teacher be there reminded of the rhyme. There'll be no mutant enemy we shall certify; Political ends
That man told me he love me and he flash money My only crime could just be livin' it filthy So let me hear it on mo' time, not guilty Bailiff, take
it, it's got me stuck and toed back I got five on it, potna, let's go half on a sack E-40, why ya treat me so bad? 40 makes it happen, fives gets slapped
got 5 on it (Got it good) Grab your fo', let's get keyed I got 5 on it Messin' with that endo weed I got 5 on it (Got it good) It's got me stuck, cannot
