trap.
01-31-2013, 07:58 PM
E2:
It was diabolical: we could die like dogs and I reckoned
The state would deny a possible biological weapon
But we all knew what happened—we started getting sick
And no one had an answer for the hardship we had lived
The pain was fresh—how did this germ serrate the flesh?
In order to find out I had to retrace its steps:
First it crossed the Atlantic, infecting the Eastern seaboard
Surviving freezing peaks it leaves the meanest streets torn
And the bleeding ceases only when the heart stops
It gestates for 4 months before you get a harsh thought
Turned Haunta to medicine, the doomsday fans feted
On a crusade for death in this new wave pandemic
Our body’s defenses put on a lousy performance
Immune systems are no match without reinforcements
Sometimes I think we’re meant to lie in our beds and die
Better spend my time wisely for the end is nigh
Locked in my laboratory I’ll be safe for a while
Till I wile away the hunger with the pain of denial
But the delirium is back, better pack the bacterium
Put it in the centrifuge and scan the anterior
Then I discovered it—breached the viral firewall
Cracked the code and coldly loaded all my files on
I beat the bastard but I was exhausted on hands and knees
At that point my bad dreams took a backseat to the vaccine
Cause now I gotta think about humanity’s survival
When you ain’t seen life in weeks, to have it is so vital
Then I realized—yeah I got a panacea, but who wants to see it
When everyone they know and love is long since deceased?
Shit. It’s too late to save em all—I gotta save myself
My family and friends are gone, I’ve got nobody else
I’m the only one alive now—oh God, this is a curse
To die without a bitch left to repopulate the earth
Tragic:
Here it is...kind of a hard topic, never seen the movie.
Everyday I play the role of a double agent, im runnin' places
Workin undercover cases, puttin guns to faces of troublemakers
Sure its ugly, but I serve my country with verve and cunning
Thats why no person's lucky when they get an urge to trust me
Its likely plain I came and disguised my name for spying games
Saved the United States, yet in time I gained no real kind of fame
My sense of duty was above myself, or any incentive ruling
Since the consensus choose me to give them my commitment fully
Thats why I feel like im always locked within a constant prison
My cost of living dictates common sense to never drop a mission
It could be a strong conviction, for me of any wrong suspicions
Its my agenda is to never stop to mention my thoughts or business
But now God's a witness, I was faced with intelligence facts
Could I support terrorist acts? Infact was I really better than that
See when you're life & jobs on the line, your scared at it man
More suprising to find out ya sons the target - it tears you in half
As a veteran at, espionage and keeping an eye on foreign soil
With the mourn & toil, were we really different with our war for oil?
Torn in morals, I was watchin the big picture through peepholes
But now I see whole, what would a country be without its people?
Whats equal, whats evil: Whats the purpose for sworn men
Overthrowing a lifeless sense of duty for family makes more sense
So the preparation was in, death was decided & im setting it in
Even if one generation has to die to prolong the next generation of kin
Its the biggest choice of my life, hearing the voices outside
Now by either the CIA, or terrorists - I had no choice but to die.
All my life I wasnt anyone; God I wish I could tell him some,
As my only son was fixin to kill me without knowin' who I really was
It was diabolical: we could die like dogs and I reckoned
The state would deny a possible biological weapon
But we all knew what happened—we started getting sick
And no one had an answer for the hardship we had lived
The pain was fresh—how did this germ serrate the flesh?
In order to find out I had to retrace its steps:
First it crossed the Atlantic, infecting the Eastern seaboard
Surviving freezing peaks it leaves the meanest streets torn
And the bleeding ceases only when the heart stops
It gestates for 4 months before you get a harsh thought
Turned Haunta to medicine, the doomsday fans feted
On a crusade for death in this new wave pandemic
Our body’s defenses put on a lousy performance
Immune systems are no match without reinforcements
Sometimes I think we’re meant to lie in our beds and die
Better spend my time wisely for the end is nigh
Locked in my laboratory I’ll be safe for a while
Till I wile away the hunger with the pain of denial
But the delirium is back, better pack the bacterium
Put it in the centrifuge and scan the anterior
Then I discovered it—breached the viral firewall
Cracked the code and coldly loaded all my files on
I beat the bastard but I was exhausted on hands and knees
At that point my bad dreams took a backseat to the vaccine
Cause now I gotta think about humanity’s survival
When you ain’t seen life in weeks, to have it is so vital
Then I realized—yeah I got a panacea, but who wants to see it
When everyone they know and love is long since deceased?
Shit. It’s too late to save em all—I gotta save myself
My family and friends are gone, I’ve got nobody else
I’m the only one alive now—oh God, this is a curse
To die without a bitch left to repopulate the earth
Tragic:
Here it is...kind of a hard topic, never seen the movie.
Everyday I play the role of a double agent, im runnin' places
Workin undercover cases, puttin guns to faces of troublemakers
Sure its ugly, but I serve my country with verve and cunning
Thats why no person's lucky when they get an urge to trust me
Its likely plain I came and disguised my name for spying games
Saved the United States, yet in time I gained no real kind of fame
My sense of duty was above myself, or any incentive ruling
Since the consensus choose me to give them my commitment fully
Thats why I feel like im always locked within a constant prison
My cost of living dictates common sense to never drop a mission
It could be a strong conviction, for me of any wrong suspicions
Its my agenda is to never stop to mention my thoughts or business
But now God's a witness, I was faced with intelligence facts
Could I support terrorist acts? Infact was I really better than that
See when you're life & jobs on the line, your scared at it man
More suprising to find out ya sons the target - it tears you in half
As a veteran at, espionage and keeping an eye on foreign soil
With the mourn & toil, were we really different with our war for oil?
Torn in morals, I was watchin the big picture through peepholes
But now I see whole, what would a country be without its people?
Whats equal, whats evil: Whats the purpose for sworn men
Overthrowing a lifeless sense of duty for family makes more sense
So the preparation was in, death was decided & im setting it in
Even if one generation has to die to prolong the next generation of kin
Its the biggest choice of my life, hearing the voices outside
Now by either the CIA, or terrorists - I had no choice but to die.
All my life I wasnt anyone; God I wish I could tell him some,
As my only son was fixin to kill me without knowin' who I really was