Pray for the Day
• Written by Osiris
Heaven sent yet hell bent
I confess I suspect a fake ascension
Fictional connections, false light presence
A world where heavens weapons take vengeance for our sins
But Osiris questions ya intentions, fuck ya fake lessons
We, make our own way fuck the stairway
Heaven and hell are in our minds anyway
Pray for the day you never see me stray
I'm the red drake, Oshirisu no Tenkūryū
Who had a clue I'd make it through with the rest of you
Day by day the rhythm sways
Our brains so phased our veins are laced
The population spends their days laid back blazed
Claiming to be awake to the devastation
Ya prescription to ya medication wont get you elevating
Now you look at me salivating
Why you feel the need to be hating
On the things I'm contemplating
Pictures being painted, the art we make is sacred
Shit is complicated for the most maddest of minds
No one can touch it
Poletergiests, Rothschilds
Motherfucking masterminds can't criticize
These lines for they're breaking paradigms
Not even sober minded Ty can fuck with this fly shit
Just another rabbit down the hole on the last bit
Last stretch home front
Fuck your irrelevant enlightenment
Just another silent tyrant cant fuck with Osiris
I'm the violent vigilant confident in my innocence
Say the same you game playing space bitch
Pseudo-hippy bitch don't know shit 'bout tranquility
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Osiris
Member since August 25 2015