Acizm - Situation Critical
Situation critical now it’sPivotal to our very survival
The information they provided
Censored just like the bible
Messages hidden in encrypted
Cryptic scripts on a fire wall
Secrets slipped in the cylinder
Dipped in mystical fire water
I ball my fist like a fire ball
In the midst of a higher call
Indivisible by a sword
Less it’s by a form
Inter dimensional like I swore
That I swore when I was high
On LSD in a gallery on a
Flying saucer
Ballistic missiles equipped
Global positioning systems
A grid to grip us in the system abyss
Cease and desist if u resist
It’s an official arrest
For every illness it suspicious
There’s a pill to assist
And so we pay the price to stay alive
Play the dice negate advice
The gator lies in waiting
Eyes the raven cries forsaken flies
In shaded skies afraid to rise
A fate I find I’m fated by
Im aiming my serrated knife
Straight into my invaders sides
We in a critical Meltdown
Held down and shackled
While we drag em through down town
Shells sound with rattles in the back
Of the bell tower
The hell hounds howl
Hear the harrowing hells bells
At hells hour
We in a critical Meltdown
Held down and shackled
While we drag em through down town
Shells sound with rattles in the back
Of the bell tower
The hell hounds howl
Hear the harrowing hells bells
At hells hour
Buildings are dripping steel liquified
Vitrified surfaces serve a purpose
A victim of flying of metal
Depicted with fire heavenly vixens
In tight leather asphyxiated
The sickness they seeking
Some kind of fetish like
Speak of a better life
Get a rise head of lies
Settle my vendettas like dead or alive
Pressure till the piston push the system
And let it ignite
Post apocalyptic caustic kisses
In the dead of the night
I detonate a nato plane upon a plain
Of natives
Fry em on a plate and play piper
I don’t play narratives
I know every player in the game
And every play that they making /
Making our pain a industry parade us
Chain degrade us
Status made us hate us
Chasing likes like it’s the way
That they grade us sadists
Debase us engage the gates
Safe in the fate they create us
Sell us the fakest news make us
Kneel to faith and creators
Until the race has been erased
And in our place are invaders
From outer space
Written by:
Arran Silk
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