Feel the intensity, militia formed, chaotic storms Constant feuds aimed at us, as I try to stay sane On a crash course with the future, coming of the pale horse Natural orders bought off...to put theirs in place Ready to sanctify your programmed leaders, convert words to heaters Transducer, blessed are the believers Behind the smiles of destruction seekers, the veneer of demagogue demeanor And the lineup of sitcoms running evenings Pull the plug, info junk shortage, brain jolt Circus of short circuits wipe out, the plain purpose purges Frame of mind shifted, the common wavelengths we allowed ourselves to drift in Turn up and get lit up to forget for the sake of getting lifted Initial stages, overthrow the facade of lesser tyrants And this is just finger deep inside the borderline and... Blessed are those who believe without sight... While lost minds party under contaminated skies You see, whats the meaning of life if everything is a lie Do we stand by, aside, fuel our enemies' pride Events are permitted to control the times While lost tribes party under contaminated skies And all willfully conform to abuse Conspiracies often ridiculed, the open minded in tune So we stand true, refined and gradually rise You see, whats the meaning of life if everything is a lie I seen the sky open accompanied by four horsemen I seen the Son Of Man on mugshots and wanted posters Technological advancement, funded to gain access New age terrorists drop bombs through your email address Lets get em', architects of Armageddon Willful enslavement or invest dollars in liberation Fear are the gears to the propaganda machine Media terror etc, do you believe what you see? Divide and divert, diverge on the word, squirm with your fellow serpents Sustain operations for mechanized hornets Half a world away, enemies wanted, lose in kindness Yet home turf is foul dirt, plastic trees scented in refinement Party for stoners, pollution for rejects, property own us Gripping short of reason, good deeds, evil motives Society is a fraud with wealth distinctions The maintenance of hereditary slave conditions, just listen A different meaning to life if that love is a lie Do we stand by, aside, fuel our enemies' pride Events are permitted to control the times While lost tribes party under contaminated skies And all willfully conform to abuse Conspiracies often ridiculed, the open minded in tune So we stand true, refined and gradually rise A different meaning to life if that love is a lie

Prayers on a battlefield, raising concern or artistic beauty Through twisted analogies of trouble Of misery doubled transfixed into a martyr mural Tears shed over miracles...are we condemned 'cause we're confused? I refuse to groove to your out of tune monotonous muse (move) Salvation that lies beyond the grey skies or lies within you (move) Is it now accepted as a wretched topic of chronic misconceptions? But no budge in believers to reconsider any terms of their conviction? Windows to my soul indisposed many moons ago, now wanderers of the humble 2x Bombs beneath the sky, reaching the outer limits of our demise Why should there be a reply of salvation to straighten crooked lives Passing no judgement when I deserve the punishment Rectified and rebuilt like armed saints willing to carry out the covenant Branded flocks are the forsaken sons of liberty Vilified where the headlines always scream the same stories of hybrid moments Faith of what is more, riches of the poor, of torpid stares Beware of lost tribes and families who have more than enough pain to bear My tragedies depicted in Rorshach, what do you see? Trying to hold on, holding on to those wistful dreams Of her warm embrace, exclusively bestowed for no one other Surrendering to the smiles but a faint indication of bedlam grows closer Undefined nature fills the space, hear the soundwaves where doves die And the howling rush of bullets biting the blue skies blend into a blackened sense Metal dent, wade through the shreds The setting tunes into a soundtrack to reflect the edge to the world's end Disposable servant like the rest, we perish, they collect, blood will follow blood Trace of hints grounded through the mess Bloom a messge into aesthetics, flowers from demons In the abyss of fallen seasons, short of reason, a crave for dreaming Burn on what heaven fuels, whats worth needing is worth bleeding Fringes of composure on whats adored... Windows to my soul indisposed many moons ago, now wanderers of the humble From no splendor to squalor, a lie highly held in honor Decreed by non chalant nods, lesser of men, more of monsters Secure a trail to...where no one cares and no one bothers Dogma of attrition, no nirvana yonder Branded flocks are the forsaken sons of liberty Vilified where the headlines always scream the same stories of hybrid moments Faith of what is more, riches of the poor, of torpid stares Beware of lost tribes and families who have more than enough pain to bear

We're the living art of God, crying freedom in the face of oblivion Learn to live torn apart, Genisis to extinction Such a future forsaken, situated with the rejects Enslaved men misguided by the lies they represent For the people or for profit...knowledge or noncense Broken safety, broken promise, process this madness for me Weakness 'cause of sympathy, for that I bleed? Teach me life again, we last no longer than a dream Eerie nights seem to wrap around me I've seen my beautiful truth bruised behind her beauty Killing me...unwillingness...delirium...configuring... Last exit for those savage beasts cornered for the killing spree We're the leftovers, attachment and love to be extinct? Distant is the world I can't find myself to live in Risk it, disolve into those hypocrites' wishes Such a future...my own future forsaken Struggle in nirvana, liquor, drugs, anything Anything and any means to kill anything in any dream The color of emptiness, the potential of everything, peace to Nea A cause that calls for trigger finger tendencies Interface between love and our war machine To bring down the tyrants...kissed by the fire Grow ugly in power...grow ugly in power Trapped in the system, don't know what hit 'em Beware of the terrorism in 'em 2x My unholy reunion with the shadows...I dreamed life with her would be a slow dance... x We last no longer than a dream, we last no longer than a dream Psalms 90, Psalms 90

Paranormal Oh humanity, we are made of different tongues and tribes May we begin to know each other through these indecent times Put on my warpaint, to love is to die, die for love Who amongst us is strengthened...to smile through the storm The high becomes part of the persona, swim through the aroma Just short of some sort of musical nirvana Left to blossom as growing results of that failed promise Carried by the proudest, that picket fence and...nonsense Dwell in this wretched space, an empty place losing faith Blindly follow fakes, and now the tolerance is gone And the passion is gone, love is lost and the spirit A silhouette of emptiness, please something color me in Back to reality, guilt trips beset that downward helix High off the fact of fabricated facts, desperate for the next hit Never learn from, yet regret the mistakes made I take the blame...mother, tormented by the shame The purple rain missed us, attracted to tragic patterns The crumbs to catch up, why is it only designated for the hapless Sunken, dementia fuck for failure haunting him Or perhaps its the potential success thats daunting him Verbal Lexapro These thoughts where are they coming from? When I question identity who am I running from? People suicide thinking I gotta choose a side If you cant do it physically just put it in your rhymes Imagine happiness, shape the landscape of your dreams The best case scenario is really what it be Negative thoughts are radio waves sent to your brain Write it down, express that message on the page I speak the dialect of the now trying to be proud But I feel like I'm wrong so I cover my smile Congratulations, you are now exactly who you are And the people thats around you are angels sent from God Stay focused, stay positive and stay great Have patience, have love and of course have faith It was my twin flame the whole time hip hop united us She taught me how to harness the power inside of us, in God we trust (Chorus) 4x And the passion is gone, love is lost and the spirit A silhouette of emptiness, please something color me in The Mad Credo I'm locked in the moment, I feel like I'm trapped on the block I was born in Oh lordy, don't ignore me, but nothing's working for me I’m just trying to do what mama told me, but daddy got more by doing his own thing Living it up, clearly not giving a fuck, keeping friendships abrupt I picked up his rhythm growing up I’m tryna be different, and not chauvinistic, Putting it simply, one lady’s enough I'm, rough around the edges, al-ways seem defensive I feel neglected, I seek attention, I burn my bridges, and sink my friendships Don’t want to be pushed aside, I wanna be the sun that silhouette yo mind Eclipse ya’ll with the best response, change your mood and reflect a shine They say that I act like him, is one of those things, that’s hard to admit, I stutter and cringe, when I think…I might, might be be a reflection of him Who do I blame for the failures I've made, man? Now who do I blame for the failures I've made? Who am I to name names? What if I say that I wasn’t afraid of the mistakes that slow me down to this day I, wouldn’t be speaking my mind, I’ll be reaching for pride I want the apple of my eye to think that I provide more than just the sky I, won't be pushed aside, I'll be the sun to silhouette your mind Eclipse ya’ll with the best response, no matter the moon, expect to shine (Chorus) 4x

We tend to duck when the truth spits Gun clicks in consonance with the concept of time...tick, tick My environment devised by lying men Imperium of delirium, a stranger to elated sentiments Lost internally in some unknown distance, screaming out rejection Am I demented to dare question? The regulated messes vested in this nation under God The blood streaks of stars and stripes that certify your social bond Screaming please let me be, I'll allow myself to be deceived For the sake of safety, sedated by the crave for TV dreams Its passive habits from a generation abandoned Consumer zombies that frolic to the avenues of Madison Its the zeitgeist of high tech intellectual bandits Our love will never be income, its considered beyond logical standards So what the fuck is logic, when too many questions is a problem We pardon ourselves form the nuisance, distorted by the gossip

Media enslavement (x3) Media enslavement, corporate control of entertainment Effective weapons through the arsenal of manipulation Structured confusion, the feeble inadvertently choosing Hope in the illusion, the backbone for their throne Fuck their propaganda, time for action, cock the hammer March of the giants that break silence, waving freedom's banner May God be with us in the final standoff Victories ours, guns at the stars, celebrate like its a walk off Unstoppable with the illest arsenal possible Addition to spirit, we've conquered all obstacles Rap John Conner, the future is ours With thoughts, travel beyond what city landscapes can offer Relinquish the sequence of the past And believe we can avert the perilous destiny of man Fuck dough, its for the soul This life is like the twilight zone in search for some identity like Jason Bourne Replenished, exert the hidden force naturally in us Home of the cop killers, hollow tip cap peelers With hearts cold enough as the most frigid winters At times life boils down to the most precious minutes They kill a army with silent weapons for silent wars Dissidents committed to psychiatric wards, no remorse And anyone else who dares to get involved Is this the final call demanding that weapons are drawn? Its a new dawn where those despised arise accordingly Anomally anonymous to NYPD authority Allegories on big screens and on the tvs hourly Bugging on terminator under purple haze odyssey Pardon me if I offend those trapped in a bubble Life's a hustle where half the struggle counts for muscle Spit truth that stutters judges Break bread amongst brothers like murals that resemble the last supper

Kimberly Pacent (Chorus) I wish that I was righteous I wish that it felt right to be wrong I wish I wasn't tempted I wish that I was strong Alcohol and loneliness, subjected himself to days of torment Zone out, dim lights, his own silence escorts him Through a partial exodus, clouded with thoughts of anger Up endless evenings, the days start to grow stranger Drunk and worthless, amongst others yet introverted Laughter around him is a circus, drifting further Away from the norm, away from the norm Ignore reform, a party in a perfect storm Embrace deciet, declined of imaginary feats Exert the pain and squeeze, composition books bleed Troubled by the past of mocking voices that stare Everyone else had their laughing shares Forgive me, forgive me, I, I can't help to describe Bleeding rainbows in the sky, bleeding rainbows in the sky Would crack a smile at times to ease other minds Its still empty in his eyes, its empty in his eyes Broken, no relief in sight but that certified omen Who dares to notice the marks of that razor blade burden Tainted windows to the oculus Adopted a distorted second nature, longing for a saviour It remains silent like the grave that awaits us Disintegration into isolation, my own stranger Blessed is she who finds the good in me Leaving something behind that shines eternally, confined in reverie Like shards of a shrine from something that was meant to be Only to be disregarded 'cause of half beliefs The words failed me, stuck in the haze of isoaltion Limbo in the twilight between paradise and damnation Where do I begin, part of me gets pleasure from sin May God forgive me, detached myself from loving within' Waiting for a sign only to fall again To remain haunted by something with no definition (Chorus) Let the fire rise, fueled by lie for lie Procedures to deny life, hope in the unborn dies Diminished expectations, lost in the translation of existence And the reflection is my only witness Its a craze yet to crave, wallow in my shade Ponder only to wander in a somber hallway Where portraits of grave incidents are indolent to ignore Dusty decor, the settings of my own mischief Uncomfortably numb, a lost for love, no equilibrium Lacking patience or I didn't push far enough A constant fuck up, lost in the haze of isolation Mocked by pretty faces when you don't ask to be the strangest Where were my angels to grant me grace, face sunken in my hands Wishing it was someone else that understands Wishing there was someone else who understands No one understands Kimberly Pacent If you could shed these walls from me If you could set me right and take away my blade If you could, if you could, if you could shed these walls from me, from me, from me

Bear witness the sickness, one eye depiction Esoteric agenda eccentric to the public interest Ultimate cataclysm, evaporating weapon systems Hidden mission waged in the name of the unforgiven In this land where ignorance is lost beyond reach And messiahs spark beef when they preach peace Programmed pyschology, symbols and sacred numerology Spoken as omen by the leader with the right eye injury Mystics, Baphomet image, true horror for yall Channel energy, masonic lodge, Amen Ra Cosmic events open doors, shape shifting beings Theories is uncertainty furthered by studies and feelings Hand gestures of secrecy transmit energy All a possibility from combining science and sorcery Determined by creatures and forces you don't see The hidden owl Moloch, aliens decribed by the Eloheem Can it be interpreted as mere coincidence Bohemian Grove members, politics and presidents Cults of Kutulu, High Priest, dimensional rule Dark, disturbing deities using your minds as food The thirteenth arrow fired by descendants of pharoahs Carry on tradition to keep the populace shallow From darkness comes light or does it loom yall Mysteries remain bizarre like the emergence of stigmata palms

For whom the bells toll, tensions emote, Capitol Hill explodes Abandon all hope, welcome my comrades with the toast Leaders honored rocking inverted crux gemmata Lost souls brought forth from the sins of the father Bible Codes unload apocalyptic authors of horror Survivors of the darkest hours in this world of corporate monsters Prophets of doom, demons in ties and suits strive for loot Want you, souls are auctioned in the global showroom Reach the higher senses, soul extension, the cosmic nexus Hidden message stored in the annuit coeptus My peeps remain resolute in pursuit of truth declared offensive Rebels level headed in the sickest state of senses Whats valued the most seems lovely and precious Dodge the fog that got you worshipping the bling and Benzes Pyramids to the Pentagon, scripted fates and puppet demagogues So fuck your money shrine in your house of God (Chorus) 2x Trapped in Babylon, brainstorm 'till riots form Opposition brought forth by the wicked and lost Stigmata palms reach across, grasp the holy cross If the world is finished, it ain't the first time it ended yall Cyberdine exists, its not just a Hollywood script Flip with high caliber mindsets fully equipped Glorified violence, the feeble minded shy to know the slightest Leaks of information that lead to unified riots Master plans granted passage through the effigies of Baphomet Initiated by unusual sexual practices Bohemian Grove, Moloch in stone, mystic scrolls Esoteric and monolithic in tone, exchange your soul to propose Limited edition chrome explodes to make a point known By assassins and a message media fails to mention Proudly committed with a blank expression Neutralized targets, made examples of and inject fear in all of us Deposit clips at your noggin (Big Brother's watching) You can't remove the blood stains in the star spangled carpet We're equable to the force that pierces through SWAT garment Alarming your squadron, we've risen where most have fallen (Chorus)

Paranormal Last stand of the free thinkers, no room for half believers For the children who never see beyond their buildings Urban guerrillas with fitteds, more than gats that blast Fall back or act, I've seen too many frauds in facts Triple 6 digital stamps on the global map Can the Anti Christ be the son of Uncle Sam? Agents of disaster Who tear down the effigy of lady justice like the cover of that Metallica album Drones roam through broken skies, sign of the times Battle for your mind, no longer believe that televised life Baphomet emblems on riot police, rejct the mark of the beast What the fuck you think is RFID? As they watch us, upside down flags out of apartments Marching with chants that sing the dirge of martyrs And break away from the chains of this planetary asylum And render truth as a loaded rifle firing, free thinkers De La Music Our struggle is well known, we far from legit No credit card or cell phones, fall off the grid We living in a hell hole, a bottomless pit Welcome to the kill zone, it's off with his head Fuck that shit, the government can suck a dick, we thuggin it We exceed the strength of them other men Form a coalition with my brothers cuz they understand That we on a mission never flee to the motherland To live free but to die as a martyr Convinced that your seed will try and go harder Whether friend or enemy, their heartbeats a melody So if its them or me, it's never far from necessity To give it everything you got, so if they want to get it on We run up in the spot and raaa, kill 'em all Wake up from the matrix, follow your dreams niggas Escape the close minded and follow the freethinkers John Figz I'm still rapping, I don't give a fuck what you think Got kicked out of therapy for trying to finger my shrink March to the beat of my own drum, I ain't following cliques While exploring the cement maze in buttersoft timbs Prepared for the task at hand, we living in disaster land Where debt is part of the master plan Our goal is to stay Gucci, Dapper Dan While screeching tires in faster cars But we're still slaves that's why we're still swiping them master cards They take from us to get rich like a pastor does I ain't go to Harvard, Yale or M.I.T. I was B-born to be bad on the MIC They're putting manganese in Malt liquor, take it to the head and you'll assault quicker Than southern cops using the word (nigger) There is nothing more realer than these gorillas Sincerely yours, the last of a bold thinker

Rose...from the ashes A lost horizon...always there, now we can have it The skies' attire now dressed in that dream No fear...be free... Time is an illusion that has a purpose Past occurrences...prepare yourselves for whats uncertain Inception of days, lost frequencies...recovered No fear...be free... So come as you are, leave how you be You either fear the failure or fear to succeed So come as you are, leave how you be You either fear the failure or fear to... Wake walking through life, those nightmares of tomorrow left behind No walls for them to hide behind The tragedies of the design, we don't push, we pass the limit in many dimensions We dare to enter for something different When the dust clears, we'll still be here x Eternal praises to the Father...prayers for the fallen The forgotten, the martyrs, dared to reach farther Boundless ambition, evolution of the spirit Now driven to a new genesis, a new declaration A world reborn...a world in exodus Insanity cured, let go and burn away the nuisance of the old A soul reborn, some serenity known, shine eternal Spiritually chiseled by the past before us A score of something I once heard before (A score of something, a score of something) A score of something I once heard before Wake walking through life, those nightmares of tomorrow left behind No walls for them to hide behind The tragedies of the design, we don't push, we pass the limit in many dimensions We dare to enter for something different When the dust clears, we'll still be here

When you live a lie in refusal of sacrifice. When a hallow heart encompasses your whole. When no amount of talking can break through stone. When the sun no longer shines in peace with the shadow. When no one else can see or comprehend what's been irreparably broken. This is what hell on earth feels like. When everything looses it's value, as the pictures on the wall become memories of something that was once precious, unconditional and full of hope, a love too great for words. The genuine art of God forsaken. Once upon a time, there was only love. How quickly and carelessly such a love can be overturned. Yet, love is in fact the most fragile of things. The only piece that ever stood a chance of finishing God's great puzzle. She could not cut through. I'd Rather we've met where Bridges Burned...miscommunication Implicit assertion was nothing more but our balance designated A thought usually forsaken, but old habits grew weary A glint of infinity was welcoming to redeem me Her norm of motion was effortless grace, adored above all The Stray soared from the highest lows, restored by the call of dawn Dissuaded by devious hearts...was tomorrow too long? Dared to...venture far off into you...where I don't belong No invasion of your sacred space, refused to see the stains Wistful daydreams triggered by the scent of her name Discovered through depths of someone else who once felt ignored Whats worth needing? A hope in something is worth bleeding for I'd Rather slip, take my chances than regret it forevermore Faith is patience, I know the twinge of sadness in forgetful souls And the fault of dreams...the most fragile of things For you I believe, celebrate your smiles, smiling with you against the stained tomorrows Nicole Pacent (Chorus) Oh, how was I to know I was but a heart beat behind you, (Dared to...venture far off into you...where I don't belong...) A heart beat behind you I was only meant to know, I was but a heart beat behind you, (Dared to...venture far off into you...where I don't belong...) A heart beat behind you This life only goes to show I was but a heart beat behind you, (Dared to...venture far off into you...where I don't belong...) A heart beat behind you Remember, forever I was once a heart beat beside you...(Dared to...venture far off into you...) Is there redemption for the wrist-cutters? Pleading marks of a dark past yet conquered Never mentioned, only companion to the deepest darkness Stinging reminders of where I once wandered... Stubbornly broke myself down to give you more, less is honest Identical mishaps, different worlds, same psycho riffraff Deju vu for old souls, dismiss one's pain to see the other grow From fetal petals, into some personal ecstasy Discipline, honor and respect, the truest components of your beauty But the habits of hurt, that habitat at work in a sudden seizure Senses blurred...perhaps the pills for a new procedure Deprecated nature...in a lonely storm Love letter revelation...intent to soothe and calm & go beyond the expected responses of never, which is promised & don't allow the incessant doubt trouble me any longer Your name inserted in that special word Behind fuzzy vibes, the veil of calmness while my thoughts were sill loud with noise (Chorus) x Oh, how was I to know I was but a heart beat behind you, (Dared to...venture far off into you...where I don't belong...) A heart beat behind you I was only meant to know, I was but a heart beat behind you, (Dared to...venture far off into you...where I don't belong...) A heart beat behind you This life only goes to show I was but a heart beat behind you, (Dared to...venture far off into you...where I don't belong...) A heart beat behind you Remember, forever I was once a heart beat beside you...(Dared to...venture far off into you...) Is there redemption for the wrist-cutters? Chasing the winds, no answers Unsettled by the smoldering love for another Was I a fool to crave wondrous comfort, that gaze into unspoken wonders There's no substitute, no rules to surrender to No one else can think more of you And I can't take back what was needed to be said Distort and dwindle within, 'till its emptiness with no content On the bed of purple flowers, see it all end, blood on the edge of no tomorrow A sorrow much more than tears Whats left to look at but laughter coated flashbacks and that voice that can ease my ears I mourn still, pray for the stray to settle in that higher elsewhere Purified by holy will... No more what ifs and what could have beens The joyous interactions and the journeys in mass transit, in the arms of need 'Till the tides of time washes me away and fades Being my forever became a stranger again, a stranger again