King David Dread - Blood Fire (Old Classic Joy) (feat. Be)

Through the broken keys they still find a way to go in
Giving humans nothing will manifest creating sin
Their sound describes deception of torn instruments
Real struggle any good to say is a backhand compliment
Coming from the masses who are more than able but don't help
Enjoying the show of discrimination for themselves
Is it on purpose to distribute suffering for good art
Most audience live a life with absolutely no heart
Apart from the preforming souls who had a bad start
We know it as music but really a crying bark
Of agony experiencing full blasphemy
Feeling old spirits passing free
Tears to ears listening while the players grooving
No need for words bends and runs are therapeutic
Just trying to cope but it's a way out so use it
To get from the mind of the current shituation
In more than one way public incarceration
Dance monkey dance seems the only destination
Artist and creatives convert to an occupation
Of a business to distract as a puppet entertainer
Selling lies for signatures on a piece of paper
There's a grand fix hoax that's been here for decades
Who is to blame for this whole royal mess made
Some still don't know when or how to feel afraid
Could it be the strength gained or lost in the cascades
Spewing fresh vomits from every single renegade
Still can't find out tactics to permanently take away
This old classic joy that's always here to stay

Written by:
Bryan Ocampo

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