Traducere: Uita-te la ei mor. Throne of Lies.
hide. A God sent son, throne of lies. You lie yourself, throne of lies. A God sent son, throne of lies. You lie yourself, throne of lies.
the nasal drip, click flipped on fam Dancin' with Blanch and them bitches, flickin' goose pictures Kick down the ace of spades, snatch Jack riches Olsive compulsive lies
bloods Neantha's, latin kings, broken homes and shattered dreams They gather in teams around jacob's ladder Set up robots and make them scatter Cops watch them
Not that white stuff, word where the real niggaz at? Listen to reason Pretty baby baby baby listen A young wild beautiful love child You like them
wings of revelation Multi death from chemicals, arrogance has won Annihilation must be swift, destroy without destruction Gods on the throne must be watching
fools we know yes they sick style sprung Deeper and further from ourselves I have always watched us run From the family perspective yes I've watched
and leeches thrive While the working man's condemned And the junkie's risen up onto a throne of lies A wretched pedestal but only fools will watch in
. Their last caress was your knife in their hearts. Fed from her deed, watching them bleed. In her own conceit, a world to delete, lies at her feet. Her
it like it is. And that's how it went, (down, down) On my son that's all that went, (down, oooh well) So stop tellin' them lies to all them motherfuckin
the others at the store knock on other people's door Trick or treat they have to choice little ghosts are makin' lots a noise But watch out watch out
me right Bet you don't appreciate a nigga my type But when I die ain't no more niggas my type So just remember me right Bet if I let them suckers kill me tonight All them
's watching now Seeing them Burn Watching the flames taking them all Megawatt Power Blazing through time Watcher devours, lust in his mind Now He's watching
degenerates and leeches thrive While the working mans condemned And the junkies, risen up onto a throne of lies A wretched pedestal But only fools will watch
GIRY appear above. They make their way down, meeting a pack of rats. GlRY screams and lowers her guard. The rats and the RATCATCHER pass them. GIRY
just tell it like it is. And that's how it went, (down, down) On my son that's all that went, (down, oooh well) So stop tellin' them lies to all them
is the way so solve catastrophy while preist people sit in their thrones Behind them theives destroy their homes Your T.V. Agenda and collection of lies
