Death kidz,
Murderer, tenant, broken, feeling
Guidelinez
City heart, till we don't feel...
Bleach it dry till it's all real,
Till we don't fear the chambers,
Till we don't fear...
Death kidz, shift with the street's eyez,
Murder, concrete flesh, harden, now.
And we run through the hard walls of doubt.
And we pull these worm rules falling under,
Rusting, aging, falling...
Worm world breaking...
Gilded lust, papercuts, papers lost to these hearts (My touch).
Welcome now,
Welcome rust to my touch.
Fearing, till we don't fear their angers...
Till we don't fear their stones and we shift under...
Till we don't feel pain and we shift under...
Shadows shift and these lines tear asunder...
New Godz...Welcome rust to my touch...
And we won't feel...
Slipping, Dreaming, Twisting, Through these wallz.
Slavez lay chainz on the masterz,
This world cracks inside.
Slavez lay chainz on their masterz,
Murder...