Souls of The Unborn Lyrics

Kashmere

Non-album songs

Lyrics to Souls of The Unborn
Souls of The Unborn Video:
[kashmere]

from the depths of the nothing
my will is manifested
raise up from the dust
homeboy you're getting tested
in this final wager man
i'm on some next shit
order from chaos
i'm getting this perfected

the dragon
is getting stronger in the belly of the mother
hope you're a fast runner
cause when there's somewhere to run, nowhere to hide
from the dark side
unless you can fly


[chorus]

in the belly of the beast there's,
lurking in the shadows of your soul there's
staring down the barrel of a gun there's

in the centre of the earth there's
behind false reality there's
standing face to face with the devil that's


[kashmere]

from the depths of the nothing
my will is manifested
raising up from the dust
homeboy you're getting tested
up in the final wager, that adam
i'm on some next shit
order from chaos
i'm getting this shit perfected, like
g-o-d is the god
walking my own path
forging my own destiny i hysterically laugh

the dragon
is getting stronger in the belly of the mother, what
hoping you're a fast runner

(shout outs)

from the depths of the nothing
my willing is manifested
raising up from the dust
homeboy you're getting tested
up in the final wager, that adam
i'm on some next shit
order from chaos
i'm getting this shit perfected, like
g-o-d is the god
walking my own path
forging my own destiny i hysterically laugh

the dragon
is getting stronger in the belly of the mother, what
hope you're a fast runner
it's St John's
revelations in widescreen surround sound
produced by LG, premiere screening uptown
starring Jesht and Kashmere, the black phantom
the combination, it's ill, it's murder to the stanton
crazy like the man in the mirror
my reflection knows me so now i'm seeing things clearer
led to meant to be free
i walk into the jaws of hell
peace to the George Orwell

silver chaos pending
i'm dropping ill spells up in the physical dimension
over my tantric old styles i spit the ill verse
cause my eyes see the ill scene like Steven Spielberg
drawing power from the souls of the unborn
i capture an angel, pierce the skin with a thorn
and i'm doing the Lord's head in
because i won't stop
that's until i reach
the hills of armageddon


[chorus]

in the belly of the beast there's,
lurking in the shadows of your soul there's
staring down the barrel of a gun there's

in the centre of the earth there's
behind false reality there's
standing face to face with the devil that's


[Jehst]

let us pray for the souls of the unborn
roadkill in the headlights of the juggernaut
(x3)
the impact of the metaphor's crazy
burst from the chest like a xenomorph baby

let us pray for the souls of the unborn
roadkill in the headlights of the juggernaut
blood pumps fast with the forces of metaphor
burst forth from the chest...
let us pray for the souls of the unborn
roadkill in the headlights of the juggernaut
the impact of the metaphor's crazy
burst from the chest like a xenomorph baby

insterstellar war, lock colt
we came to crush planets like peppercorns and rock salt
higher levels of meditation, teleportation
it's my method of transportation

had the epicentre with a sandstorm formation
they got the rancourt chasing
they ran for the safe haven
but like damien, each wore satan's calculation
born from the satanic ovary
black magic now practiced to a poetry
see the milk turn blood red, flowing free
zombies, junkies, the undead blowing trees
in the totally totalitarian police state
better watch for the checkmate
cause you could be a sacrificial offering
a pawn in the hands of the dark lord's offspring
got us on the front line of the warzone
protect your neck and leave open your torso
i'm the locksmith, you'll never need doormen
apocalypse
come and say hello to the horsemen
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