Red Sea

Three days tied to death on a cross, no emotion but for the cost the fact remains

that satan lost this bet divined by the face of a nation tossed, no disrespect to

the don, give it all to God. I knew the moment that I saw the fall,

I knew my sins would be dissolved, screaming in the Aether like the demons

don't know pain at all, just the weather, it's 106 and there's no place to hide

a verse for kicks, run and let the mountains slide, hide us cry the ones to die

no place to shelter from the holy eye, you sin you fry, no love for miles I

saw the red sea part as the blessed left their lives, you can take charge of the

rest, charred and wrecked, held abreast by that stuff of which you're obsessed

You cover for sex, the trafficked and oppressed give you rest as you sleep

to the sounds of the used and depressed and head bang to the sound of duress

and say this is the shit as they scream and cry yet you throw a fit when they

are happy and dancing, hello manson, we're at the door and you're head is

on my mantle, soon to be an ornament, sliced up and torn to shit, I give a fuck

like Paul did, If verses were guns i'd have a kill count, an ill spout cause like

Sapphira and Anaias Lied to the highest, that was the price, why hide it?

you're striking the vibrant with the black blade of a tyrant and he's about to

carry you out, get gout, shout and fall the the floor, lights out. Challenge the best

and die from the holy beams, Paul warned, you didn't listen, warning to Sugh

to stop his fishing and accept the wisdom: You dead, fuck off little pigeon, the Red Sea

will reclaim that which was missing