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Deicide lyrics - Scars Of The Crucifix

Go Now Your Lord Is Dead

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Holy bible, instrument of death, book of fools and ignorance Without a trace, to the other side, faith in god atlas has died. Aged and faded, Christianity, dying down in it's disease, Heaven hated, never know his love, leave you where you have begun, Testaments to the contradiction, death to you for the souls you save, unify his masses. Sacrifice to the crucifixion; you deserved to die this way, Go now your lord is dead. Human failure, Christians crucified, on the cross of Christ design, God's creation, rule this world with lies, and the truth will leave you blind, No more Jesus, evil axe to grind, choose the path that we desire. Christ religion, genocide is near watch your churches disappear. Condescending ancient wisdom, solitude begot this day, The light surpassing, Without a place of worship, the sheep have been displaced, Go now your lord is dead

Manifest

FUGEES "The Score"
[CLEF] I woke up this morning I was feeling kind of high It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie Selassie said greetings in the name of the most high, Jah Rhastafari, Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto, Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you 12 disciples Give me a clue who could do this to you? The kid on the block who makes less money than you. Crooked cops pulled up, they offered him 30 pieces of silver All he got to do is deliver the savior Right on Bergen St. from bad luck to good luck My cup runneth over, pass it down, guzzle up The time has arrived, the prophecy will manifest I saw death, I got scared, butterflies on my chest Father if possible, pass this cup before me, But it's too late I chose my destiny in Gethsemane. [LAURYN] You see I loved hard once, but the love wasn't returned I found out the man I'd die for, he wasn't even concerned And time it turned, He tried to burn me like a perm Though my eyes saw the deception, My heart wouldn't let me learn From um, some, dumb woman, was I, And everytime he'd lie, he would cry and inside I'd die. My heart must have died a thousand deaths Compared myself to Toni Braxton thought I'd never catch my breath Nothing left, he stole the heart beating from my chest I tried to call the cops, that type of thief you can't arrest Pain suppressed, will lead to cardiac arrest Diamonds deserve diamonds, but he convinced me I was worth less when my peoples would protest, I told them mind their business, cause my s*** was complex More than just the sex I was blessed, but couldn't feel it like when I was caressed I'd spend nights clutching my breasts overwhelmed by God's test I was God's best contemplating death with a Gillette But no man is ever worth the paradise MANIFEST [PRAZ] Gun-clap Shell cap, Got them crawling on they back Come through with the Fu They be who the F**k is that It's unpredictable, when my tongue performs like Jujitsu Cut you with my lyrics, stab you with my pencil Lethal injection, witness protection Refugee camp's under investigation Gunshot bursts in all directions For the wack MC's we read your revelations Discharge through your pores Get raw and kill Boors I can Capleton when I'm on a Tour Some manifest, with slugs in they chest God bless all the Cowboys in the Wild Wild West

Full Moon

JOHN HIATT "Hanging' Around The Observatory"
There's a wind inside my soul, Burnin' secrets in the cold. My spirit rages. And the faces in my field, Only flesh made out of him. My body ages. Houses made of stone and ice. Chimneys smokey paradise. If you gotta leave, you gotta leave alone. CHORUS: Oh Lord, there's a full moon, oh Lord, in my eyes. There's a full moon; insane vision in disguise. There's a full moon. Oh Lord, there's a full moon out tonight. Old men close their eyes and weep. Young men pray that they're asleep, Inside the madness. Young girls dance between the sparks, And old women die in parks, From too much sadness. And we dig a million holes. And were goin' down for gold. If you gotta leave, you gotta leave alone. CHORUS

Only Death Decides

EXODUS
Sinner, cheater, liar Made your living till the day you retired Stealing, taking, using, and abusing Now for all your sins that you are accused of Cruelty, greed, dishonesty, and hate Forever locked outside the pearly gates Begging, praying, pleading, and bleeding Won't extinguish the fire you're feeling! They say when you die you go to hell But when you're dead it's too late to tell you You're left to rot in your wooden cell Am I in Heaven, or am I in Hell? Am I in Heaven, or am I just in Hell? Chorus Only death decides for sure Don't you know only death decides... Where you go! Pain, sadness, fear Is all you've ever given throughout the years Thievery, intimidation, and assault Tools of the trade until death puts a halt Because you're deceiving, unfeeling, and misleading The world is final, there's no use in appealing The culmination and sudden realization It's all real, no hallucination! They say when you die you go to hell But when you're dead it's too late to tell you You're left to rot on your wooden cell Am I in Heaven, or am I in Hell? Am I in Heaven, or am I just in Hell? Chorus Only death decides where you go? Can't you see what death decides for me? You'll never know until death decides! Dealer, pusher, conniver It's no surprise you fell paralyzed Felon, loser, and misuser You're dead broke, a washed-up boozer Misery, disaster, catastrophy Exactly how you knew the end would be Torture, terror, and nightmare Is what you'll receive when death comes in three's They say when you die you go to hell But when you're dead it's too late to tell you! You're left to rot in your wooden cell Am I Heaven, or am I in Hell? Am I Heaven, or am I just in Hell? Chorus Only death decides for sure Don't you know only death decides for me? You'll never know until death decides... Where you go!

WTF Collective 3

JON LAJOIE
Yo... MC confusing... WTF 3 mother fuckers. Got more hamstrings than a pile of wings 2012 - Bringing west wing DVDs to a blind date First on deck every day normal guy [everyday normal guy Everyday normal guy here to get the track started My average lyrics are between genius and retarded I drink tap water and watch all the CSIs I put my 30 dollar pants on on leg at a time Sleep 8 hours a night eat 3 meals a day I'm motherfucking content I got no reason to complain I have a roof over my head and I got clothes on my back My verse is done it wasn't great but hey it wasn't that bad [MC uses time machines irresponsibly] Yo I'm MC uses time machines irresponsibly Went back and found Jusad Iscariot in 33 AD Gave him 31 pieces of silver to rat out the wrong guy Then I planted monsanto seeds in dinosaur times Gave Bill Gates my iPhone in 1973 Then I travelled in time to the night that I was concieved Then I met up with my parents and we hung out all night Come to think of it they didn't have any alone time (NO) [MC nausious] MC Nausious up in this mother fucker I don't feel so hot shit I think that I am gonna [bluurg] Why'm I so sick, what I eat Cat food will make expired yogurt taste less like cheese (oh right) [MC cock blocks himself] MC cock blocks himself, hey girl what's up You so sexy we should probably hook up Crawl in a hot tub with a bottle of champagne By the way I have a girlfriend and I think I might have AIDS [MC necrophiliac] MC necrophiliac, where are my dead bodies at Crashing funerals just so that I can get a whiff of that Decomposing bodies are (they're[?]) my favourite aphrodesiac Flatlining gives me a pavlovian erection in my pants Turn-offs include breathing pulses and signs of life My turn ons are rigor mortis cold flesh and suicide If you're not stiff as a board I won't be stiff and I'll be bored Wait what do we have here? Looks like I'm about to score [Talking, Zombie chorus guy] Wait a minute... no! no!!! NO!!! [singing] -You have to be kidding me What the fuck is going on -This cannot be happening I don't wanna do this any more -This must be a bad dream Leave me alone -Why am I still singing? I mother fucking killed myself [MC gets sidetracked easily] Yo! MC gets sidetracked easily back in the heezy By heezy I mean house but not the show I think it's cheezy My favourite show is Dexter that guy is also in 6 feet- under my first experience with death I was just 16 My dog got run over by a truck and its head exploded Like Robert Patrick in Terminator 2 when he's frozen Its freezing in Iceland I was just there on holiday Hold on I think I got lost again what was I trying to say? [MC who couldn't speak in the present tense] I was MC who couldn't speak in the present tense I'm gonna have a lot of money and my dick was immense It would've been difficult, people assumed I was a retard I'll have a serious problem, communicating was hard [MC constipation] Yo I'm MC constipation It has been 3 days since My last bowell movement I'm starting to get impatient Spend hours on the toilet Yet nothing never comes out of it Intestines like polititions They're constantly full of shit I wish my bowell movements where a little more like my rhymes Always smooth and free-flowing It would save me a lot of time Push for hours with no result Not even a brown brussel sprout My shit's like a gay republican It's not planning on coming out [MC] Yo I'm MC invisible You can't see me The only rapper in this industry that can't be seen With the naked eye I won't lie It's hard to get a fanbase When image is everything And I litterally don't have a face [MC on the phone with Ted Danson] I'm MC on the phone with Ted Danson Keep it down Just skip to the next verse I'm on the phone with ted Danson Not now hold on ted I don't wanna be in this song anymore Leave me alone This is more important I'm on the phone with the guy who played Sam Malone [MC confusing] Yo MC confusing wrapping up the song Like a plasticine high fiving (high five and) a helicopter thong I got richochet highlitghts from the fleet fox's knife guy We out like a rice fightin' a vampire's wife's life [MC zombie chorus guy] -Maybe this isn't so bad Better than my last job -Taking it in the ass for cash 20 bucks a pop -Maybe things will turn around Being a zombie's pretty cool -Things couldn't get worse anyhow (get's tackled by MC necrophiliac) [Talking] [MC necrophiliac:] Yeah that's right uuhh. [undoing fly/zipper] Oh you're gonna get it you little dead bitch. [Chorus Guy:] No! No! Ahh! [getting raped] ow ow, I spoke to soon [MC WCSITPT:] UUGH! That used to be so gross! [MC Nausious:] It's just a guy having sex with a dead body. There's nothing (BLURG) [MC invisible:] Dude! you just puked all over me! [MC Nausious:] sorry [MC constipation:] That's a good idea, I should get an enema [MC cock-blocks himself:] Enemas, puke, guys having sex with dead bodies... you ready to go back to my place ([girl:] uugh (walks off)) What am I doing wrong? [MC fatigue: (wakes up)] Did I miss anything?

Saviourself

JEDI MIND TRICKS "Legacy Of Blood"
[Vinnie Paz] Yeah, I built with Alexander the Great He told the Persians they should stay gone Then he told me about the Oracle of Amar He gave me no clue, where it is Men feared time, yet time feared the pyramids He gave me more jewels, he told me that Amenhotep was a moral tool, I can't overstand hieroglyph So I called Killah Priest, and he taught me how to follow it I walked through the Valley of the Kings With a white robe, white rose and what I will brings And your whole team Judas, my road thin, gold skin like Juicis I speak the dialog of the dead, I practiced the same more tactics In King Arthur's head, so let the swordsmen kill the beast It's a Legacy of Blood, with Vinnie Paz and Killah Priest [Chorus: Stoupe cuts up samples] [CL Smooth "Sun Won't Come Out"] "The Sun Won't Come Out, unless the crowd start this Cause if it was my choice, you all dance in darkness" "And on this burst, you'll gave work to the worst Get the pen from the nurse, and hold the mic up first" "The rhymes, the rhymes, rhymes on the voter Burn him as a sacrifice" [Killah Priest] I paint flows with the feathers from the wings of angels Red ink from saint blood, nigga, you ain't thug Stare into the face of a king's mug Crush grape, feel the wine jug, ill thoughts Build from the mind of rhyme, rose, off the tongue like fine rugs Let me walk you through this, for the clueless I'm Shakespeare'ing, with grey earrings Speak like Tiburians, write novels Spit it like Aristotle, face half Pharoah And half owl, I took the path of Cairo Came back with the Dead Sea Gospel Now known as the Dead Street Apostle We shoot 'em feds, use them hollows Bullets spread, til they meet Diablo Stars in enlightment, Priest meet with Jedi Mind Tricks Reach them climates, where you can't breath Stay high off that dead weed, in the mind is where I plant seeds To grow fruit, of king's so brute, of army troops Mighty men in celestial suits You need healing, my mic give you incredible boost Where I use satellite vision, stare at my alphabetical soup Plus I use the Big Dipper to take, more than one scoop, it's Priesthood [Chorus: Stouple cuts up samples] "Straight up, we serve justice So if they can't be trusted, may you return where the dust is" - Smif-N-Wessun "The rhymes, the rhymes, rhymes on the voter Burn him as a sacrifice" "And on this burst, you'll gave work to the worst Get the pen from the nurse, and hold the mic up first" "The rhymes, the rhymes, rhymes on the voter Burn him as a sacrifice" [Vinnie Paz] I studied element 1-15, with the Eloheim Saw the Canaanites, Sumerians, and the Philistines This is street gospel, if you don't believe In life at Mars, that mean the beast got you You don't wanna see me and Killah Priest hostile You don't wanna see, desert eag' heat pop you This is Mothman Prophecy, walk back To the sand of Iraq, and let the prophet breath Returned all our water in the Tracik seas And walk in the wall with armor that I copped in the breeze Then I shoot the thieves, with a long arrow Studied Imhotep, to be a strong Pharoah It's a war when the God's spit It's Allah, when I split the ice birds, in the often I don't care what the cause is And I'mma ride for my fam, no matter what the cost is [Outro: Vinnie Paz] [Stoupe cuts samples to end] Yeah, Vinnie Paz, Killah Priest, yea Priesthood, Maccabeez, yeah, Army of Pharoah Aight? Yeah

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