Far too many have cursed your name unaware of the path you’ve paved small minds and smaller hearts know jack shit about The Lucker Stomp
Carry on carry on Maybe gone but not forgotten
Pass the torch to light it up There’s no time to bleed when you only live once Lifted is the medicine when God is the drug
Disengage give up the rage rip out the pages those thoughts are contagious Break away keep your head in the clouds but don’t forget to pay respect to The Black Crown
For the families who mourn our king Rest in peace and harmony(we sing) Too soon Too soon The angels lifted you
Doesn’t matter if it maybe goes unanswered Think about it is it the sky that’s cancer? Hands of the clock are the hands of the killer and they cease to exist when you pity a coward
When its me you know I spit it right back at you step inside a photograph, destruction of a statue Eyes sewn shut to the weight of the world Does the green monster even carry any value