Mysterious lyrics aimed to tickle the spirit you hear it
and fear it, spear it with lyrical power so you can clear shit
the sheer hit made you fear spit, unprecedented anonymous
rhythm synonymous to the gods of this, presented autonomous
resented through time, sublime in appearance, as the clear sense
presents in clearance, my ears tense, I begin to resent coherence
In a sentence resentment can present elements of contempt
except redemption illuminates cold feelings, then add supplements of cement
let's have an experiment, close your eyes for 2 seconds
and envision death without hell, heaven, or weapons
darkness detected, it engulfs your veins, heart, and soul
a start I stole so an end will come as not a part, but whole
painted with art and coal, the dark portrait of death you see
a refugee within the frame, and in this world, a breath aint free.