From the recording The Cardinal Passage
Lyrics
This is where saints and the mob mix
Born where the gods slid
Came from the flame where the cross had met its conflict
Crib was full of convicts who can't rest when they palms itch
Pressure in the Pyrex dealing pain in the process
Tales from the tomb where the light aint ever dawned since
We loyal to the nonsense just do not commit the wrong sins
Chrome in the duffle with a vial of the prophet’s tears
Death wears a necklace that start dancing when the coffin near
Hawk in the mirror, my reflection got a monster’s leer
Trafficking in silence too much noise will get your conscience smeared
Suede in the seats where the killers learn to auction fear
Good kid started trapping first sale thats a block premiere
Come time he see his first cell he'll be groomed with a boss's ear
Sip vengeance from a cloth veneer coincidence no cost to spare
Clip metal like a Spartan’s spear these snakes dont wear versace here
Trench wars we never fought em fair fists tempered with a scholars flare
Blood staind on the concrete a mother lost her daughter there
We numb to when the siren sings only felt like miyagi cared
We lose every day the tyrants breathe now its kamikaze dares
Lessons taught in silence broken bones and unaswered prayers
This is where saints and the mob mix
Born where the gods slid
Came from the flame where the cross had met its conflict
Crib was full of convicts who can't rest when they palms itch
Pressure in the Pyrex dealing pain in the process