Feb 25, 2004 17:20
with the flows from my mout the skies will shatter
lies gather as i reach out with my hand to shape black matter
and the sun will rise late
as the sixth demansion creeps over the landscape
and fire leaps from the mouth of the alien gate
when my words reach to seal your fate
so listen to my words and under stand what im saying
a world were time escapes and the heads of the young start greying
the adventurers are staying
and virgins laying
keep your eyes open as the sixth demnsion speds
logic fleas and reality sheads
because your gonna be left crying inyour bed
fuck punk rock