[Verse 1 - BILI]
Tryin to make for livin wit CDs,for my only mother
Me and my homies,we were MCs like any other
But fuck it,everything changed that sad day
See it was the day when death said "hey"
Fuckin beefs from the past came to get me
Now I`m gonna feel the flame that Satan`ll set me
On,its time for me to be gone,to be all alone
I`m falling into a dark hole,into a unknown
Now I`m in front of Satan,this is sequence of my sins
I`m being punished by this Death Prince
I`m still holdin on,and screamin:"Only God Can Judge Me"
We were in a death row,I coudnt even budge G
I was forced to sign a fucking damned deal
I felt cold steel,now I couldnt even hold fear
It felt like Me Againt The World,like its just me
Like a Divine Comedy,I was in a circle three
[Chorus X2]
Sweet serenades surrender souls, Satan sings this melody so cunning
Chains bound to wrists, blade through heart; a forced soliloquy of judgement
[Verse 2 - Relapse]
From my genesis to expiration, I was the nemesis of entire nations
Rhythm is my breath, synonym of death; a menace to life's creations
Carried a fake identity to make enemies, called the betrayed entity
Blood on hands, "red-handed"; police gut my glands, a blade enters me
Death smiles with crimson eyes of disguised calm, written lies on my palm
Sinful debts reversing, I begged for mercy; He permitted Spite to respond
Pride, Envy, Greed tattooed on my chest, my soul's renewed and possessed
Flames within me, shaming sins be whispering; am I through with the test?
Spirit torn, I scream with excruciating pain, still awaiting to be slain
Quivering paroxysms delivering Terror's prism, creating Death's sixth reign
Demons chuckle, some dissenting with scours, some tempting with power
Visions of dominance, decisions of prominence; no resenting this very hour
I reach for the promised riches, then proudly speak of my modest wishes
Devil giggles with grin, trident whittles my skin; weak with the oddest itches
On the blade piercing my flesh, a letter from 'Lapse and BILI be hoverin'
It says Best Wishes to Satan, Yours Truly; I laugh; soliloquy of judgement
[Chorus X2]
Sweet serenades surrender souls, Satan sings this melody so cunning
Chains bound to wrists, blade through heart; a forced soliloquy of judgement