SickTanicK - Portrait Of The Devil | Текст песни

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My body is the canvas, your brush, it is the weapon
You paint me hellbound while you paint yourself in heaven
I am the veil that is lifted from the ignorant
I give knowledge, I teach disciples discipline
You preach intolerance and bigotry through the subconcious
And your political religious system makes me vomit
Fuck America for trying to put me on a cross
My name ain't Jesus and no, my soul is not lost
You think it is because of all the shit I talk about
But I'm a catalyst for any kid that has a doubt
about the system or religious institutions
'cause for some of these kids
my musick brings a positive solution
But you, you fill their heads with this nonsense
The world is fucked up and you ain't helpin' progress
So next time you wanna point the finger at me
point it first to the news broadcast on tv

[Chorus:]
I will see no evil because that's all I see
And I will hear no evil because it's all I speak
Your god is dead, so you crucify me
I'm the devil, the devil, you paint a portrait of the devil

[Chorus]

As the strokes of the brush paint a picture of the devil
I step it up a notch and take this shit to another level
I say lyrics that are brutal and evil
But fact is that my lyrics are reflections of people
In the world that we live in today no where is really safe
but you act like it's ok
And tell your kids that it's ok
And scare them into your religion
when you talk about the judgement day
It shouldn't be up to me to raise your kids
You talk shit about my musick
but you feed your kids riddalin
and xanex bars to calm them down
Instead of talkin' to your kids
you're shoving pills in their mouth
You fuckin' hypocrites,
you're well aware of what we're livin' in
but when I drop a cd you're like, oh no, it's him again,
the devil, the anti-christian who's come to take your children
But you can't stop me or this movement, bitch

[Chorus] [2x]

Yeah man you know, the media tries to put this genre
and my musick under the microscope,
tries to find somethin' that ain't there
that they're too stupid to find
And then they sit there
and they call me an accessory to murder
because of my musick
And yet they'll go to church on sunday
and thy eat the body and drink the blood of a man
who's been dead for a thousand plus years
Who's the fuckin' accessory to murder

[Chorus] [2x]


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