Last Known Yeti - Blood Death Chocolate

Is it right or pathetic to be wise or prophetic
Two dots on a line im blind but trying to connect it
Victimized by tired minds these eyes can't respect it
A little bit restless though my intellect is hectic
Can't help it, warriors energy appears to be kinetic
Tired lies and alibis can't seem to accept it
Mischief in the shadows are often time neglected
Dangers lurking in the gallows so they bow low for the message
So check the anecdote flip the script and test the method
This allegories fictional the stories are expected
This world is full of sordid and distorted and infected
Making portals taking morals opens doorways to the wretched

Tombs are over populated the dead begin the rising
Taking breath from tired lungs so has begun the compromising
A final thought for petty leaders using cleavers for euthanizing
The people will revolt the final vote is for uprising
Characters or not, the final plot is demoralizing
Takeover hasn't started it'll be regarded as horrifying
Battle lines are finished can we win this without dying
Burn the world again this sin ends when Bedouins skin in silence

So pull the curtain over top look over the horizon
A glimpse of total warfare they'll be no care for the violent
Abolishing of total victory is the history you're inciting
Buckle up your fucking fucks might as well just fall in line then

Please don't pray for this
Could be lost for days for this
Tried to take a shot but missed
Now i'm tossed away into the abyss

This ain't how it used to be, this should end in mutiny
Foolish are like judas so be ruthless end it brutally
Tired of painting pictures makes it seem like it's a eulogy
So im picking up the pieces from the pillars of communities
Righteous are the wicked and the wicked look for opportunities
The final line is drawn and the spawn respond with lunacy
Every move we make we place it under scrutiny
Moving just like snakes and we take back what it used to be
The final act of paradise is victimized by the disunity
No more war ships let us worship or we forfeit tell you truthfully
The uprising needs to start after dark it's crafted beautifully
The hatred brings the wasted need to taste it for immunity

Please don't pray for this
Could be lost for days for this
Tried to take a shot but missed
Now i'm tossed away into the abyss

Written by:
Mat Durbin

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