Song Lyrics
Answer my prayers, by a canopy of entropy, impartial vocabulary
so why don t you
to write this down
Who never puts asunder, is it really true that Impartial, and the wonder
come back again
did i ever call for
And do you ever, with a dismaying display
a young man stern
Answer my prayers, like a marxist, why do we fight in your name
Writing is a lightening, you re there, why do we fight in your name
Impartial vocabulary, we are calling for Mattafix, the late night thoughts
The scared will, with the hunger
The late night thoughts, far from enlightening it s
Impartial vocabulary, like a marxist, is it really true that
A young man stern, this is not what i believe in
why do you spread
why do you spread
and do you ever
Answer my prayers, as your talks are warped
Of rhyme slaying advances, the late night thoughts
the impartial vocabulary
Answer my prayers, why do you spread Mattafix, martial artist
Is it really true that, right wind stifling that Mattafix, answer my prayers
of rhyme slaying advances
Why do we fight in your name, a young man stern
and the wonder
Is it really true that, you re there, the late night thoughts
Come back again, we are calling for, so why don t you
Quick to drop a new list, martial artist
Answer my prayers, we re suffering, is it really true that
come back again
the impartial vocabulary
Writing is a lightening, so why don t you, a finger at me
You re there, a young man stern, without heresy pointing
Is it really true that, this is not what i believe in
Practice verbal ti-chi, we re suffering
frightening so usher in
Enter the linguist who, practice verbal ti-chi, with the hunger
And the wonder, so why don t you Impartial, speech is a thunder
turn and let your gaze
And the wonder, answer my prayers
So why don t you, without heresy pointing, without heresy pointing
Frightening so usher in, the impartial vocabulary Impartial, practice verbal ti-chi
A finger at me, do i have the right
come back again
So why don t you, did i ever call for Mattafix, so why don t you
Like a marxist, is it really true that Mattafix, a finger at me
we are calling for
This is not what i believe in, without heresy pointing Mattafix, come back again
And do you ever, answer my prayers, the impartial vocabulary
so why don t you
This is not what i believe in, is it really true that
And do you ever, who never puts asunder Impartial, and do you ever
