Lyrics
Chorus:
The lust is in my viens, my brains is in disgust,
my flesh rest decayed, delayed ashes to dust,
mistrust comes from within, my skin seeking to bleed,
the blood cleansing by Him, but still spilling my seed,
my greed upon her knees, I seize the devil’s days,
my weak iniquities, I scream take it away,
I phase the frequencies, but please let me not lie,
for I fall between my thighs but more in front of my eyes
Merlin:
Unforgettable facts past heroical acts
unwritten pacts help my react to these spiritual traps of
sexual imagery modern-day chivalry
timidly viewed through television screen vividly
corruptin the times obstructin the lines eyes
seductively interruptin our minds
instructin our side another somethin to hide open your
EYES.....and abruptly you'll find that it's
every (where) in every outfit you (wear)
(where) barely anything is left to unexpose the bare
visions implanted perceptions of the enchanted
granted access to my mind now stuck in granite I can't stand it
so fight it back let the wickedness retract
extract all these attractions to minimal fractions
the odds are stacked against with little defense
prevent your eyes from viewing these regrettable events
Flip:
My hands shake, the beak like earthquakes
shatter glass, while God asks, while my past must forsake,
for sweet whispers of sisters with surname of sinister,
administer of sin, singing songs of subliminal,
photographic images in 9mm of mind set trends while my spirit bends,
soul acrobatics, the twin horned tactics,
my vision’s pornographic while I’m sinning on the Sabbath
with the habit of my strife, the pleasures of a wife,
the masochistic knife of every fabric of my life,
sworn, torn while I mourn, I sense my spirit’s first born,
grabbing from the grave, in my nave I sense no norm,
so I stretch my arms, and He takes my touch,
but I’ve fallen so far, I need to love so much,
He rekindles ambered embers and He colors passion burning,
still He grasps five fingers and accompanies my journey
Merlin:
So...how is it I can compromise God
devise a facade to disguise all of my flaws pause
I need to take it back to where it began
an innocent man plannin to be jammin in His masterful plan but
damned and doomed and internally consumed
by the blooming desires that I inherently assumed
now apparently viewed as an impossible tomb
these obstacles soon got me in a mental hospital room fumed
and furious exhausted from my flesh within
how can I preach when constantly teachin with my skin?
swimmin upstream it seems the current never stops
like an avalanche of rocks knockin you out of your socks
but my partner and I try to deny the social norms
not conformin to the masses the masses misinform
we've been torn by this disease but we seek to overcome
and when weak we seek the feet so he can make us pure and one
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