t hope to see See that we are all the same We are not perfect, just forgiven Open your eyes and set yourself free Before we are all victims of the insane
Käännös: Trouble. Victim Of Insane.
Käännös: Trouble. Uhri Insane (05:08).
never defined Filthy as swine, a generation purin' it's own mind Legal extortion, blown out of proportion In vein deceit, the truth is obsolete Only two positions, victimizer or victim
own vein What a shame, you shoot and aim for someone else?s blame You claim the insane for this day And time for falling prey to crime I say the system's got you victim
flood, draw blood from wack souls as I smack hoes Live concensive, or yes 'em, it's damage That my sintex causes, is irrepreble 'cause vanity of my insanity
to a hearse Because DOA victims are for amateurs I do it my safe way, you do it yours Like Raley?s or Lucky?s or Albertsons Did the victim hurt his
for the murder victims that are always screamin No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head
calming apple Up and over satellites To draw out the timid wild one To convince you it's alright And I listen for the whisper Of your sweet insanity
The crowd is lamenting over The tragic fate of victims Despite the fact that about the Drama On the stage of her ensnare soul They are silent Desolate
A mastermind in the old watchtower Prying eyes must never find. Playing God in the final hour Insanity, such a fine line Overwhelmed by the mourning process
pain But I'm getting so weak because I'm shackled in chains Now my brain is going insane, feeling like my spirit is about to get evicted Cause I'm a victim
Filthy as swine A generation purin it's own mind Legal extortion Blown out of proportion In vein deceit The truth is obsolete Only two positions: Victimizer or Victim
flood, draw blood from wack souls as I smack hoes Live concensive, or yes 'em, it's damage That my sintex causes, is irrepreble Cuz vanity of my insanity
in a closet in the darkest corner Equipped with a flame that will rip through a train Scriptural gain pointing at you with centripetal aim The antithesis of the word insane
[Music: Jon Schaffer / Lyrics: Jon Schaffer] A mastermind in the old watchtower Prying eyes must never find. Playing God in the final hour Insanity,
nigger broken in pain You see him in front of the liquor store won't even throw him some change When he die, john doe is his name Is that my destiny, I'm going insane