Time (Repeat)

TitleTime (Repeat)
ArtistCipher
Album
Release Date(not set)
Description?
LyricsWhere do we go now?
One dimensional
Paper-made profile like a lost child

Build and destroy. Assault and deploy. The decoy. The me inside of the weak
Boy


A win, a loss. A minute lost. Definite costs. A minimal image bringing in a limited
Accord

Where do we go from here?


Soul bare. The inflated tear. We made it here. Men try in vain to fight the hated
Air
Blood in veins quench the sеas and drench the ground appear. A crown of
Thorns around your hеad and hair. I said its clear


Impair the sight as light comes near, bent on the stroke of man’s discontent
Proletariat laureates. The thorn to your detriment. The fifth percent
Skewing a picture bent. A filament bright like the legacy of Isis


Who converts a cup of Cris’ to the cult of Christ? It’s the zeitgeist of the times
Turning blood to wine and making red rum


Murder makes murder...


What!!


-Staring at stone widows (LIES)
-Fallen angels reproach (LIES)
-Coming from the watery abyss
-Dead pigs smell like burnt halos
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Throw it all away
Haunt us past mistakes
Time suspends a call
From the depths of Hell


We’ve been here since life begat. Everything we do, you react (REPEAT)
Can’t bring it back. No pact, no act can reverse the sands of time for no man
This is a fact since we’ve been black. Before blacks cracked rocks with olmecs
(what)


The misdeed of your seeds is bound to come back
(THIS CAN’T BE IT)


The misdeed of your seeds is bound to come back If you come, come correct
(THIS WORLD’S WORTHLESS)


The misdeed of your seeds is bound to come back If you come, come correct
(THERE MUST BE SOMETHING ELSE)


The misdeed of your seeds is bound to come back If you come, come correct
(THERE MUST BE SOMETHING MORE)

Blood in, blood out. Budding moral. Crumbling, come out. Birth to a child
It comes around (REPEAT)


Over and Over, It’s deafening everything. Bury it, carry it. Return, its leveling