Issi Saaneq
"A few people laughed; a few people cried. Most people were silent.
Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds."
Nothing awakes
Nothing awakes me
Nothing defrags my thoughts
I'm gushing my hate
I'm designed for pain
No matter what you see
Designed to be free
Those pictures of her
I'm clipping, I'm clipping, I'm clipping
Red strings on the wall
I'm ripping, I'm ripping, I'm ripping
Never want to be the one with your enemy
Always willing to take down my own enemy
Sun tries to kill me, never want to be the One
My earth fails to feed me, always welcome to your enemy
Gotta lost a couple hundreds, but we have a thousands more
Gotta roll a couple joints, but I've run out of fucking RAW
Gotta fuck a horny bitchie, now that bitchie sing my song
Gotta kill a couple zoomers, and we fighting one on four
Awakes
Nothing awakes me
Nothing defrags my thoughts
Gushing my hate
Awakes me
Awakes
Designed for pain
No matter what you see
Designed to be free
Those pictures of her
I'm clipping, I'm clipping, I'm clipping
Red strings on the wall
I'm ripping, I'm ripping, I'm ripping
Those pictures of her
I'm clipping, I'm clipping, I'm clipping
Red strings on the wall
I'm ripping, I'm ripping, I'm ripping
Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds."
Nothing awakes
Nothing awakes me
Nothing defrags my thoughts
I'm gushing my hate
I'm designed for pain
No matter what you see
Designed to be free
Those pictures of her
I'm clipping, I'm clipping, I'm clipping
Red strings on the wall
I'm ripping, I'm ripping, I'm ripping
Never want to be the one with your enemy
Always willing to take down my own enemy
Sun tries to kill me, never want to be the One
My earth fails to feed me, always welcome to your enemy
Gotta lost a couple hundreds, but we have a thousands more
Gotta roll a couple joints, but I've run out of fucking RAW
Gotta fuck a horny bitchie, now that bitchie sing my song
Gotta kill a couple zoomers, and we fighting one on four
Awakes
Nothing awakes me
Nothing defrags my thoughts
Gushing my hate
Awakes me
Awakes
Designed for pain
No matter what you see
Designed to be free
Those pictures of her
I'm clipping, I'm clipping, I'm clipping
Red strings on the wall
I'm ripping, I'm ripping, I'm ripping
Those pictures of her
I'm clipping, I'm clipping, I'm clipping
Red strings on the wall
I'm ripping, I'm ripping, I'm ripping
Credits
Writer(s): Ilya Arkhipov, Roman Usmanov, Sergey Alchimowicz
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