From the recording Le Banquet des Damnés
Lyrics
Verse:
There's a dark opera of the gutter, choruses of kings and cons
Crimson rivers running relentless, blue steel waving like magic wands
Angels kneel in the facade violated by sacred bonds
Luxury tastes like lunacy, crowns stolen then pawned
Blood maps on the asphalt, become murals of names we lost
Childhood traded for survival, innocence measured at a cost
Pockets weighed heavy with ambition, hearts carry the exhaust
Dreams pawned to empty corners where uncles are double crossed
Hollow tips hum lullabies, mothers wailing in despair
Gold chains tangled in prayer danger breathed in the air
Sneakers scuffed in the square as the cheese snuffing the rodents
The houses have been broken, hope thinner than a rival’s grin
Prayed to the pads I been scribbling my survival in
Ramen packs and vinyl spins, stress thick as rifle wind
Muffled screams behind the beat I had learned to fight within
Sinking in my silence, once fam had caught those indictments
Seen my right hand caught a life bid, cold world with no guidance
Hard to heal proper when the block don’t got inheritance
Cut from muddy cloth, stitched with sins and experiment
All that love turn venom once you level with the arrogance
Hunger made us wolves, we was groomed in the detriment
Ate with broken forks off plates that bred embarrassment
The only thing that kept me full was snares and broken harmonies
Crumbs of pain I plated next to failure’s cold monotony
Looped my loss in rhythms The cycle wrote it consciously
Scars became the artistry the rhythm in my arteries
Showed me my true purpose to provide for ones who call on me
Times get hard probably we want it all monopoly
The easy way is not for me I breathe today cause honestly
Feel I'm supposed to change the prophecy
Will you join me on my odyssey??