D0ct0r X, Mozzes , Rozz Dyliams - Hellw0rld lyrics
[D0ct0r X, Mozzes , Rozz Dyliams - Hellw0rld lyrics]
This is hell world rust on the golden gates
Time is of the essence in
The presence of the great
Wanna get to heaven but all I
Can do is sit and wait
Mind state is set on apostate
Finger on the trigger trying to
Figure out God's fate
The shadows cast in the darkness of
The tunnels of my mind
And where I lay myself to rest
Till they exhume and excavate
I don't pray causе it will
Not get me to heavеn
No amount of devotion or reverence
Will get me close to the entrance
I took my anti-depressants
I feel the presence of evil
Life is a terrible present
I hope there isn't a sequel
Write the scripture and begin the new genesis
D0ct0r X, no friends I am the nemesis
Unbound from the covenant
Now an abundance of judgment
All hail D zero C
Or see subsequent punishment
I can't kill God
I'm not ready to kill myself
My verses seem odd
Cause every lyric is a spell
I'll see you in hell I think
I know that I'm going
I can't hold up my halo
Without the horns showing
First death, world full of hate
This is hell world rust on the golden gates
Time is of the essence in
The presence of the great
Wanna get to heaven but all I
Can do is sit and wait
Mind state is set on apostate
Finger on the trigger trying to
Figure out God's fate
The shadows cast in the darkness of
The tunnels of my mind
And where I lay myself to rest
Till they exhume and excavate
Abre a porra dos gates, olha pra minha vida
Eu te pisoteei, isso não é mentira
Quanto tempo levei para compreender qual
É o sentido da vida
As responsas no peito me encurralaram
Num beco sem saídas
Hoje tenho alto estima, eu amo a minha vida
E eu nunca me entreguei
Pra quem me subestima
Hoje eu mando no cash, olha pra o cheque
Olha pra a Mathematik
E o coração partido com o
Passado que ninguém esquece
First death, world full of hate
This is hell world rust on the golden gates
Time is of the essence in
The presence of the great
Wanna get to heaven but all I
Can do is sit and wait
Mind state is set on apostate
Finger on the trigger trying to
Figure out God's fate
The shadows cast in the darkness of
The tunnels of my mind
And where I lay myself to rest
Till they exhume and excavate