Enoch (talk)
yo, yo whats up man
check it
i see all my brothers livin' in dis' world
going through a mental war
word up, know i'm sayin
Enoch (verse-1)
souls of men havin holy wars in the mental
specifically shoot down multitudes of specific people, the insanity eats you, seeks you, be-seats you, the cause was the devil
he decieved you, spirit of evil
now i'm traped in the darkest of places
victom of discrimination
by the race of the racist
behold the coming of the worst and the first of words
comitted blasphemy, willingly and put onto him was a curse
through fear is love and war, we all absorb the same
consiquence, known as the apocalypse
forty shots, with the help of god they either didn't penetrate or they missed
i consist the power to over throw leaders
of insipience, little experience
your parasympathetic, collapse into a hectic
amount of pain
the strike was made by the damented
died, but i was lyrically ressurected
evil was injected by the virus found in the infected
Chorus x2
in this world lives the weak
powerful against the meek
wisdom of this world is what we all seek(echo)
Enoch (verse-2)
from out of the crevases, men meets death and is left with nothing, but if everything means anything, than nothing is something, ya see
life is bitter and sour, as power devours the meek and weak
i seek to destroy kings and queens with stings
unbearable is the pain it brings
soon to reveal closed doors, overt the amount
of men who steal, kill, deal, spill blood
catch my attention, as i exit out the entrance
to escape a death sentence
the gu was in my possesion but shot by someone else
i'm in misery, thinkin about my personal history
critically
he shouted "i beg you to finish me, diminish me"
ya see i'm all alone on this cold hard planet
with no onr to help keep my mind toned
so, i'm mentally on the road to sniper off, sharp shoot, men insipient but still sits on a throne
Finishinf chorus x4
in this world lives the weak
powerful against the meek
wisdom of this world is what we all seek(echo)