No Gods No Masters
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters
Damascus steel is the blade of the axe
An axe we wield to slash planks from the ash
Ashes to ashes and facts is facts
No gods no frauds no aftermath
After they tell-all that what's past is past
You only dodge from the past until it flashes back
Never think about God until your Gasping the last
Aaaah who's got the brass to Bring the brass to task?
Know that that odd little ghast
Could make disaster crack
Fashion Keter class pacts with that Basilisk rap
Aristocrat still flawed still
At it
Practice the facade got em past imbalance
Mangled and gone fog from the black chalice
Got em tangle in gause With this balancing act
Better run little rascals the mask is back.
No gods no masters
don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters and facts is facts
No gods, No aftermath
Go and tell disaster
That the mask is crack
Tesseract's back with that
Scorn thicker than thistles and thorns
Wars hidden in different forms
Sure i've fiddled with sigils before
Be warned this one's riddled with swords
My core quickly withers before him
Yellow cape black crown misery bore him
Fellow kings bow down whisper their scorn im-
Plore TYK be fickle with your whims
Of course little can stay him
Be sure
Be brittle be patient
Stay course lay sigils delay him
Retorts and trickery stay
Born of similar stations as taxes and death
Hordes infinite patience and practice and bet
He grows in your skin and he waits in the cracks
No Gods No Masters
The Mask is back
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters
Damascus steel is the blade of the axe
An axe we wield to slash planks from the ash
Ashes to ashes and facts is facts
No gods no frauds no aftermath
After they tell-all that what's past is past
You only dodge from the past until it flashes back
Never think about God until your Gasping the last
Aaaah who's got the brass to Bring the brass to task?
Know that that odd little ghast
Could make disaster crack
Fashion Keter class pacts with that Basilisk rap
Aristocrat still flawed still
At it
Practice the facade got em past imbalance
Mangled and gone fog from the black chalice
Got em tangle in gause With this balancing act
Better run little rascals the mask is back.
No gods no masters
don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters and facts is facts
No gods, No aftermath
Go and tell disaster
That the mask is crack
Tesseract's back with that
Scorn thicker than thistles and thorns
Wars hidden in different forms
Sure i've fiddled with sigils before
Be warned this one's riddled with swords
My core quickly withers before him
Yellow cape black crown misery bore him
Fellow kings bow down whisper their scorn im-
Plore TYK be fickle with your whims
Of course little can stay him
Be sure
Be brittle be patient
Stay course lay sigils delay him
Retorts and trickery stay
Born of similar stations as taxes and death
Hordes infinite patience and practice and bet
He grows in your skin and he waits in the cracks
No Gods No Masters
The Mask is back
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
No gods no masters
Don't stop till you get what yer after
Old frauds and bastards
Sow calm in the face of disaster
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Writer(s): Alvaro Lopez-moreno
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