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I'm an angel I kill first borns while their mamas watch I turn cities into salt I even, when I feel like it, rip the souls from little girls and from now till kingdom come the only thing you can count on in your existince is never understanding whyThief in the night fangs in your jugularBleeding you dry I live in a glass houseThrowing MeteoritesAppeased the gods in a previous lifeAnd I slice the throat of Sweeney ToddFor get my piece of the pieI'm the angel of deathOutpacing olympic swimmersWit the titanics anchors chained to my legsAll without breaking a sweatFrom the undergroundAnd I'm craving the taste of your fleshLike the day of the deadHere for gaining respectEnforce the laws of gravityAnd draw the sword of DemoclesTo the nape of your neckCommunist MarxistSharpshooter locked on my targetI was breast feed cancer and bottles of ArsenicBlind swordsman wandering darknessI'll drop the queen's severed head in the offering basketI'm eating outta coffins and casketsAnd everyone in my field of visionLetras de cancionesJust crops to the harvestI'm a hell-born SeraphimFour faces with torned feather wingsSpawning forth the four NephilimBurying peace pipesDiggin up the hatchetDeepthroat my dick till it singes in your stomach acidWe unattractive ferocious creaturesI got master degree burnsAfter a heatstroke of geniusRush the doors from dusk till dawnMy entrourage plot on top of Scotland yardCause we above the lawWithstand the force of a juggernautWe're the receipe for disasterAnd the beats cooking up a stormAll powerful being during hours of sleepingI levitate between the ground and the ceilingAdvance lifeform found in my semenHaven't started to rap yet this isJust the sound of my breathingA mental plane like Eynola GayI'm slashing open throats of backstabbersWit my shoulder bladeStep off the planet it would float awayTormented by growing painsOf my ever evolving brainI sever ties wit heaven skiesAnd wage wars that makes ArmaggedonResemble a training exerciseThird eye blessed with second sightA centerbite I've survived the new mexico desert testing sitesIf I do start to smoke weed I'll take two tokesAnd won't breathe after a whole week and ODBattling me you wont get cold feetThe meer thought of facing PossessedWill freeze the fluid in both kneesProduct of a Warlock and a Witch knock you for sixPiledrive you down a bottomless pitPush my luck over the top of a cliffI don't bite the hand that feeds meI chew it off at the wristI forge a sword from a thundaboltAnd I'll rub in salt into bullet woundsJust to the make the slug disolve From Letras Mania