Menacing
I am the weed that grew through concrete
In a cold winter I speak nothing but pure heat
Dark ritual. Chains rake across your teeth
Great Dismal. I am the fire born from peet
Climbing the devils stairs, carved out from a thousand years
Lights in the sky move cross the mountains when I reappear
A phantom in the night that's reaching in to steal your sight
Mothers hold their children tight when I begin to write
I am infinite, onward, expanding control again
Present through the high desert blasted with solar wind
Hairs standing rigid, goosebumps across the skin
Shadows ever-spreading feel the storm rolling in
Stasis escapist from unbeknownst of parts
Solar powered sunflower sparking in the dark
Disassembled focus on the targets fall apart
Relentless in pursuit should you choose a running start
Cats used to come round my way to cop trees
Nowadays come to my neighborhood to peep leaves
Rich man prays, the poor man grieves
And workers all sow while the bossman reaps
It's been a weird climb, from rags to slightly nicer rags
Uphill battle from my birth to the toe tags
Be the chill up your spine as the motive comes clear
Echo off the cold stones, winds biting your ear.
It's war for the masses, classes nefarious
Divide and then they conquer proletariats and bury us
And so we craft curtains, pull strings, Stradivarius
Invoke pandemonium, embrace the hysteria
Ride up on the chariot, we're gonna swing low
Chronically bring the hypersonic ringtones
We move fast; cowards, you barely think slow
Stained from the spray then wash away the pink snow
In a cold winter I speak nothing but pure heat
Dark ritual. Chains rake across your teeth
Great Dismal. I am the fire born from peet
Climbing the devils stairs, carved out from a thousand years
Lights in the sky move cross the mountains when I reappear
A phantom in the night that's reaching in to steal your sight
Mothers hold their children tight when I begin to write
I am infinite, onward, expanding control again
Present through the high desert blasted with solar wind
Hairs standing rigid, goosebumps across the skin
Shadows ever-spreading feel the storm rolling in
Stasis escapist from unbeknownst of parts
Solar powered sunflower sparking in the dark
Disassembled focus on the targets fall apart
Relentless in pursuit should you choose a running start
Cats used to come round my way to cop trees
Nowadays come to my neighborhood to peep leaves
Rich man prays, the poor man grieves
And workers all sow while the bossman reaps
It's been a weird climb, from rags to slightly nicer rags
Uphill battle from my birth to the toe tags
Be the chill up your spine as the motive comes clear
Echo off the cold stones, winds biting your ear.
It's war for the masses, classes nefarious
Divide and then they conquer proletariats and bury us
And so we craft curtains, pull strings, Stradivarius
Invoke pandemonium, embrace the hysteria
Ride up on the chariot, we're gonna swing low
Chronically bring the hypersonic ringtones
We move fast; cowards, you barely think slow
Stained from the spray then wash away the pink snow
Credits
Writer(s): David Martinjak
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