SPIRIT BLEEDING

Mortified at what's immortalized if he is high

Then how the fuck do we look through immortal eyes

I've bled to much pain I've been traumatized

I've seen so much Pain I've got trauma eyes

Structured Caucasian blacklisted roots missing formation

The misinformation has you miss information

I salt through the grit on the land we're grazing

My papers are made to sand down the abrasion

Have you heard the predictions from the mystical Dr. creep

I don't do premonitions but twenty twenty three

The gates of hell will open for the year of the beast

And you can mark my words down but I've already seen