hEYEz&lOWz Lyrics

So the Devil called

Cussing for Its pets back

Oh?

He can suck balls

They stuck in the D3NT trap

One mutilated nation under God

Becoming mutation of the Devil's

Fall itself

Stripping the flesh off fear in a warcall aimed directly within Hell

Encapsulated in life of the invisible prison cells or

Detaching from the blight of division and decision to fail

Either day or night

Shadows demand respect in a daze of heightened klutches to voice a vice upon

It's strife

Directed to resurrect wrath through the light being's planet

Only destined for a spot in purgatory

Collectively

Mankind's devious risk to wave like a saw a fuckin greedy fist at the lips of the creator

Locking jaws in hateful detestment

Restrained in dishonor to weakness at the face of death

In turn debilitating stances defiant of scourge

Society yawning as silence passes by to answer a mass call

Try to type and Skype a violent virus by mind's design and then

Tame it with no repercussions or finger needed to place blame

It's only human nature

What about spirit nature?

Defaced by anxiety ticks amongst contingent web vipers

Intently prowling to strike venom upon stifled weakness

Ingesting fear from the fabric of time resting around us

Surrounding the atmosphere and seeping poison in the soil that grounds our lust

Sucking and fucking becoming the stigma to attraction

But that's bullshit and we all know it

Why can't we just admit it?

And stop pretending we're not here for a greater purpose

Should the media remain that of fear's best Tool

Then we are all truly fucked within the Schism

Lizard cunt serpents drooling over the dirt to fuck

In desolation's irate piss on literature

Sucking us all dry

Can't even speak objectively without catching shade from the bias of human society

Time we'd best reiterate awakening to the apocalypse

After condemning vibration of divine wrath

Clips civilization's segregating phone lines

Deleting innate weakness and compliance of a path

That corrosively erodes time infecting a truth now dumb and blind

Resurrection remains an immortal design

Everlasting in finite creation

Christ lives should you choose to embody it

Pussy

Argue that the word doesn't live

And the Devil already wins

Every single fiber of energy living in any organism

Endures trials of the prism

Within jagged rapture of ancient history's doors shut

The bark of demonic splinters arcing out like an electric nail Darkening clouds of human perception in rust

Decay in pale textures of our living mirror failing to exert truth to giving sincere wisdom

By the time we unveil the awakening to be availed it'll be living in cataclysms

In the moment can feel like an eternity

Yet we still comprehend none to be believed as one

Ignoring the now simply to run from it

Subjectivity like a vice

Instability as an instant device

Rooted in code and diluted with emotion

Stability like a fraction of the past at this passing of debilitating defamation

Hallowing in the corners is a comfort zone

But what good is wallowing over disorder with lack of a genuine effort to be atoned?

Solace is for the seekers of knowledge

Abolishing discord is the reapers debt to be polished

I'm no longer sitting back silent

As the world hacks into itself to cleanse a foreign virus

Dare I say at the hands of itself and the stance of diabolical chaos pirates

I couldn't fucking care less what any trace of humanity has to say

We as people have nothing more toxic to add to an already infested gutter of

Trash and catastrophe

Examination to expand a nation or decent note to add?

Will to sit down and patiently face one another to converse and understand all around?

I like the sound of that it would be just swell

Otherwise take your own advice and shut your fucking mouth

I can tell you what you want to inquire on a personal level but

No longer will I freely give out pieces from the highest frequency of my spirit house Without trust and a fine lack of self doubt

Time to give up on lusting for what cannot be conducted in others

Only thyself

I've fished in the gutter and found gold and pissed on the colors of a grounded rainbow

Neither would mean shit if I never learned my lessons from it

Grown into the hardened shell of my future to bust the glass out of inner computer Programmed trauma to

Knuckle up fast for the unfamiliar and low slam into drama

That manifests the world we live in today say hi to mama

Numb to the words opposition spew off a sloppy tongue

Talk about red flags try swimming with the deceased remnants of them for a lifetime

Through the bleeding eyes of a pissed and damned fucking disrupted schiz of a man Latched to the ghosts within his hands loading vocal pistol clips sad the trigger's already Been squeezing

Adhesive to the demands of inner trauma

Just to aim at the wicked roots of fruit fallen from a rotten tree

Hahahaha

Fuck whatever may lie below the shit stay high and maybe just grow through it

Once again the Devil rang

Cussing for it's pets back

Too bad they'll always remain

Stuck in the D3NT trap

Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord