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[Intro] If you follow a light down a dark path the path can go anywhere. Eventually leading to a dark end. If you are the light. You are the path [Verse One] Identified by an ankle bracelet Placed in head equipment specialized to make me forget Be quiet, I benefit observing my past To go against the grain and watch the world behind the glass I can't adapt Perhaps my flesh makes it hurt With the segregated colony digging in the dirt What's it worth? The birth of Earth's eternal nap Skin peels off my palm as I rub the genie's lamp Tunnels filled with sap leave ants stuck on stupid Gathering crumbs, left behind by the morbid The farms lit yet days to nights they both dim In quicksand, I'm trying to learn how to swim Read my lips It's hard to speak to the deaf Saying Jesus is coming, I might as well hold my breath The dead, never recover from my demand They can't afford their soul so they leave it in the sand Jesus is coming, my words echo in their ears The Devil's in a red coat and I'm Paul Revere Wet knees, they kneel down in sand Now my tactics reveal to the damn [Scratch Hook] {x2} "I seek the guiding light for some insight" - Heltah Skeltah 'Crews, Clans, Posse's and Cliks" "It's like that y'all" [Verse Two] I press my face against the glass module The fact that I'm alive is the only obstacle I stumble Over a crowd of corpse A nation of fly soldiers, the decaying body source I pawned a suicide while I'm searching for the reverend Why does it take 100 years to get to Heaven? I need seven, paces back but I'm a pawn I'm starving Eating associates like Ghengis Khan It's gone You're never advised to provoke It's healthy but goes down like drinking egg yolk The sun pokes it's way straight through desire The magnifying glass made you large, you're on fire I perspire from the aspects redundant Everything was raised to praise it's bad judgement Thee advancement in population decrease It seems the wrong motives keep believers on their knees And they say... [Interlude] You just go on and on and on repeating this process over the centuries How many roads must a man walk down? [Verse Three] They replace my thoughts of the cross with lots Of theories to leave me lost, I'm lost enough to toss My morals on the cross till there's no guidance left Playing tug of war with thin lines between life and death Had you know I would die then why did I live? They knew they could sin cause they knew You'd forgive I sit on conclusions, not knowing that something's wrong Sometimes I sit and dream just to see what's been beyond Whatever floats my boat makes hope's remote work One nation divided by variations of the church I perch on branches and die with the day If there was anything I could do I would've done it yesterday I say Jesus is coming, circle around your tomb You can't rest in peace without knowing your doom I assume, it makes sense when it's ended Now we both wish I follow through with what I've threatened Pretend you died for a hopeless cause The Devil is Hitler and you run his Holocaust