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Runnin' up on you
Got the strings for the voodoo
Salt for the circle
And blood coming from you
Watch as I commit the tragedy
Truth can be hurtful
Mind the insanity
Magical tactics
Causin' a calamity
Think all you need is
Something like a fruitful invention
Lack of direction
Make a selection
Lookin up
Lookin out
Askin' your lord for divine intervention
Yeah I bring the demons
The lessons as they teach it
Class is in session
Your souls they be eatin'
Feelin all the tension
A state of compression
Omit your beliefs
That you're in your detention
Lack of attention
Make a detection
Lookin down
Lookin in
As though you're the lord of your own resurrection
Sittin' in the pew
A pastor mistook intention
For one of his souls
Professin' in their prayers
The stress
Drop a pound in confession
Lost around the bend
While strung off their axis
An heir
Gone from the palace
Naïve in distress
The father took in
His own devil's mistress
Speeding
Out the rear view i can see you
Crawling on the pavement
Wishin' I could save you
In the vial lies your essence
A tactful confession
You will be the benefit
From the sacrifice
We thank you
With the stars
Reunite
Find your roots
Balance yourself
In the cosmic connection