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Har blivit så galet kär i en låt. Texten är så jävla underbar. Snubben i andra versen läspar, men det är ändå sjukt coolt för hans text är helt underbar, precis som den första och tredje versen. Dock är den tredje den sämsta.
Första versen:
Enter the dragon
With 3 immortal Surgeons
Ark of the covenant and the Holiest excursions
The search for the knowledge and the wisdom of the sands
The Hologram sends you to the abode of the damned
Immortal like vampires;
Setting fires in the caverns of the unholy
Oh, the ancients all hope of Abraham
Send you to the sacred land
To change form, performing rituals that leave you scorned
Crown of thorns adorns the unborn in which you spawned
There is no shelter from the storm of Babylon's lost children
I lead millions to the promised land;
The holy lamb
The planetary Hologram
Blowing your Shakra's to oblivion
Digital Man, Biblical man like Silian
Vanishing Breed, the Holy Throne
Presidents of United States are now Clones
The Zones of the Virus!
The eye of Sirius!
The last waltz of the tyrants-
The harvesting begins now!
Infinite information Like Wu Chi Tao
But How-
Will you withstand the power of the helix
The crucifixion of the phoenix
The Black thesis, will burn you
Give to you the darkest of afflictions
Mortal MC's face the verbal crucifixion
Och så en liten youtube länk för dom som känner för det:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vw5_UmopZQ
Nu ska jag sova, klockan är fan 6:21 och jag har skola idag. Inte najs. Får se om jag orkar mig upp.
Första versen:
Enter the dragon
With 3 immortal Surgeons
Ark of the covenant and the Holiest excursions
The search for the knowledge and the wisdom of the sands
The Hologram sends you to the abode of the damned
Immortal like vampires;
Setting fires in the caverns of the unholy
Oh, the ancients all hope of Abraham
Send you to the sacred land
To change form, performing rituals that leave you scorned
Crown of thorns adorns the unborn in which you spawned
There is no shelter from the storm of Babylon's lost children
I lead millions to the promised land;
The holy lamb
The planetary Hologram
Blowing your Shakra's to oblivion
Digital Man, Biblical man like Silian
Vanishing Breed, the Holy Throne
Presidents of United States are now Clones
The Zones of the Virus!
The eye of Sirius!
The last waltz of the tyrants-
The harvesting begins now!
Infinite information Like Wu Chi Tao
But How-
Will you withstand the power of the helix
The crucifixion of the phoenix
The Black thesis, will burn you
Give to you the darkest of afflictions
Mortal MC's face the verbal crucifixion
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