it's deception i'm wireless no connection or sense of direction the blind leaders feel god wrath even with satan protection hell army defeated with no chance of resserection the resident raising revolution on the evil with weapons careless how many years old graves of spared souls the feeling of fear cold the grateful dead scroll buried in a hollow cave hole understanding policies century old of how a human sells their soul for status and gold 13 arrows of war shot at me fore i cleared the devils road
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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah
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