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Dedicated to the pain in my heart, pinching on every little part it hurts to hear like Linkin Park, are you ready for the start of the end?
Breaking over art Saudi America. Lynching me in a rowdy area
Baba don’t shroud me, please be proud you carried a man that grew from a shrew boy in ascension, you knew I threw big words at them henchmen
Pierce holes for the sentence, so dark you could ghosts spark on a bench listening to narce stuck between in Iraq and a hard place spark dimensions between charred faces of infants
I ain’t in a stark , instant bard of space time with the martyrs a harrow
We seek tomorrow, and peace and sorrow
Beneath God as we follow the signs of the peace I know to the pieces I lay my head down, then to painfully say now, sway to the winds of the Heavens, think of the seventh, aim for the first then link for the 11 prophets and angels that twinkle like the stars of planets
Topple Azazel amazing the praise so raising the dead to erase all the hate you will face in a place so laced with the ways of the shade bomb
Hey mom, really difficult to stay calm when the Devil is on I will level being judged as a rebel in the lush as the meadows are close to the touch you could brush them in echoes
Don’t trust in a vessel. For a desert, to the dirt you return where you came to your birth, the name that you say is a label before you came is the one with the flames as your soon in due time in the rivers of wine delivering time to the glimmer and the sun to
Your days in the one you should praise raised you to a wonderful place out of thunder that hunts humans hunted and praised at, luncheons praised for the function by the blades of induction til the final day is a final function, souls for the suction, gotta find a way to instruct them
This can’t be right, from the battle of the Antichrist to the missing sun set in the west, our mission done blessed with the best visions
Unkempt in regret, when there were no tears left but your ears wept and you slept fearless
There’s no fool in God at all like Alhamdulillah w AShokrulillah

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