9.06.2007

FAITH

My hatred towards the faith is an escape/

from the fact that I must face my greatest state of mental hesitation/

waitin for annihalation, without contemplating satan, god, extermination/

being taken from the place im makin faceless accusations/

racist politicians, tasteless, shakin if we question the foundation of creation/

our nations full of alients, thats the human race/

gettin out this universe, thats the great escape without a trace/

I'm aikin' for a place to trace the lines that shape my state of mind/

I find im sittin confined and blinded by the rhymes/

blinded by the speed of light that shines/

brighter than the minds of Einstein, Eddison combined

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