Confrontations
I am a hurricane
Inside I'm dust and rain
I'm a destitute building with no room for rest
While these walls fall around me
The Weather is Set
I've got one chance
To spend my days
Seeking the perfect plan
I've got time on my side
But you're gonna burn like the rest of these motherfuckers
Take these words
Lead us all astray
A false prophet in the midst of the truth
You're gonna burn like the rest of these motherfuckers
These days are numbered
Like every second
Your words collected
You're gonna burn
I've seen a hint of the end
Where thousands must fall
For the word to come good
In a vague bit of truth
In the maze
Your gonna burn like the rest of these motherfuckers
You!
So I reap what you sow
The devil in my head
I've seen a hit of the end
Where thousands must fall
In a legion of truth
That's the path I made
The ceiling is coming down
These walls fall around
The shelter I seek
In the shape of a grave
These days are numbered
Like every second
Your words collected
Your gonna burn
I've seen a hint of the end
Where thousands must fall
For the word to come good
In a vague bit of truth
In the maze
Your gonna burn like the rest of these motherfuckers
Oh I'm gonna reap what you sow
In the form of a mistake
Oh I've got time on my side
And your gonna burn
I've got one chance
To spend my days
Seeking the perfect plan
I've got time on my side
But your gonna burn like the rest of these motherfuckers
Take these words
Lead us all astray
A false prophet in the midst of the truth
I am a monster and this is my grave.