I took him down Just keep on walking Every step is a declaration They couldn't kill me But still I'm only half-alive My other self Locked away in desperation I dare not hope But hope is all that keeps me moving So I walk all night So I walk all night So I walk all night I lived as a coward once I must find my resolve I lived as a coward once I must find my resolve I took him down Not knowing if he would kill me Ran head-first at the wire And threw myself over And I ran all night Memories, memories, memories And I ran all night Memories, memories What will I find when I get there If I ever do? Will I find them waiting Or just bodies in the ground? I must stop feeling The pain will overwhelm me I must keep walking Forever in this night So I walk all night ? find my resolve I took him down Not knowing if he would kill me Ran head-first at the wire And threw myself over And I ran all night Memories, memories, memories And I ran all night Memories, memories, memories I left you, reassured you Inside, I know I lied Faith in this world to be civilized And I cannot rest and I cannot forgive myself My resolve I took him down Not knowing if he would kill me Ran head-first at the wire And threw myself over And I ran all night Memories, memories, memories And I ran all night Memories, memories I lived as a coward once I must find my resolve I lived as a coward once I must find my resolve

It was the light The heat The sweat The beat It was the light The heat The sweat The beat It was the guns It was the light The sound The message The round It was the guns The heat The timing It was the beat I saw you there Like a light Another choice Another fight Another life One more chance To end the night To get it right It was the guns Hunger, sex and violence Are the only things that still make sense It was the guns It was the guns It was the guns And I can read you Like a letter Every stolen line Making you look better It was the guns The myth The glitter The killer It was the light The sound The blindness All around It was the skin The hair The danger It was the there It was the guns Hunger, sex and violence Are the only things that still make sense It was the guns It was the guns It was the guns It was the guns It was the light The heat The sweat The beat It was the light The heat The sweat The beat It was my guns Hunger, sex and violence Are the only things that still make sense Hunger, sex and violence Are the only things that still make sense It was the guns It was the guns It was the guns It was the guns It was the guns It was the guns It was the guns It was the light The heat The sweat The beat It was the light The heat The sweat The beat It was the guns

I watch tragedies No dignity So powerless I must confess As I stand by Never even try Part of the machine Never to be clean I must embrace the struggle It's not that I dont care The thought of it rips my soul apart It's not like I'll never act I just dont know how to start Watching it everyday Is a just punishment that I deserve I am the hands of the devil Everyday I sink to a deeper level I can't Ignore The pain Of doing nothing No more The line's Been drawn I know what side I'm on I must embrace the struggle

Black! Pestilent conformity Holds us back from a greater Understanding I am the Gat spawn The abyssal hero The sacrificial Lord of the bitch Hand of Gomorrah Sodom's prick Original Gangsta Gather 'round my covenant And chant with me From the LBC to Helsinki From the open sky to solitary From orthodoxy unto anarchy This is the sound that should not be Street logic and demonology Foulest union, most unholy Will blacken everything, but don't you worry It's just a little bit of ghetto blasphemy Feeling Old Testament Breaking forties on the concrete Mother Mary voodoo dolls Pissing in The well of the souls 808 thunder in the heavens Welcome to My irreverence Gather 'round my covenant And chant with me From the LBC to Helsinki From the open sky to solitary From orthodoxy unto anarchy This is the sound that should not be Street logic and demonology Foulest union, most unholy Will blacken everything, but don't you worry It's just a little bit of ghetto blasphemy From the LBC to Helsinki From the open sky to solitary From orthodoxy unto anarchy This is the sound that should not be Street logic and demonology Foulest union, most unholy Will blacken everything, but don't you worry It's just a little bit of ghetto blasphemy From the LBC to Helsinki From the open sky to solitary From orthodoxy unto anarchy This is the sound that should not be Street logic and demonology Foulest union, most unholy Will blacken everything, but don't you worry It's just a little bit of ghetto blasphemy

Bang! Analysis of a pop culture cultist Honey-sweet idolatry of the purist Each godling rotting on a pedestal Their children gone feral And their worshipers bent perpetual Intellectual Insulated by their own conviction Righteous in the mirror of a single opinion So vulnerable With their backs turned Stroking their reflection Drowning in their vanity Feels good to be a what, what, what, what Nothing's holy Feels good to be a what, what, what, what That's man-made Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta Feels good, feels good We are the ga-ga-ga-ga Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta Feels good, feels good We are the Ghetto Blasphemer And this is what you should fucking fear Corruption Of all you hold dear In a world where nothing is as it appears Locked away In the darkest depths Possibilities That they fear to contemplate Where we reside Forever with our eyes Looking on as they struggle Against the rising tide And there I was, behind it all In the shadows, in the cracks in the walls Under beds and inside their heads whispering That the end is near Future obsidian I feed on fear Feels good to be a what, what, what, what Nothing's sacred Feels good to be a what, what, what, what Your ? wasted Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta Feels good, feels good We are the ga-ga-ga-ga Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta Feels good, feels good We are the Ghetto Blasphemer And this is what you should fucking fear Corruption Of all you hold dear In a world where nothing is as it appears Bang! Feels good to be a what, what, what, what Feels good to be a what, what, what, what I fucking refuse to try and fit in Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta Feels good, feels good We are the ga-ga-ga-ga Feels good, feels good to be a gangsta Feels good, feels good We are the Ghetto Blasphemer And this is what you should fucking fear Corruption Of all you hold dear In a world where nothing is as it appears

Don't forget who drives you onward It's your fear and need for revenge And we'll always be here Watching Always be here Watching My face Will be the last thing Your shriveling pupil glints Before your essence Becomes one with oblivion And then your soul is mine And then your soul is mine Don't forget who drives you onward And don't forget who promises Freedom in This world of many enemies And Have I forgotten myself? Have I forgotten your gift? Of madness Don't forget who gave you purpose And don't forget who's watching over You And we'll always be here My face Will be the last thing You contemplate Before I eviscerate Your defenseless body Like a sheep on a hook And then your soul is mine And then your soul is mine Don't forget who gave you purpose And don't forget who watches you Succeed in This world of many enemies And Have I forgotten my self? Have I forgotten your gift? Of madness Always be here Always be here

We're gonna bike, we're gonna bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike, we're gonna bike this bitch to death Why should we be the ones To move aside for you? Always someone on my ass Trying to get where they're going to Well, nothing's gonna stop me I never back down from a fight And I've just got one thing to say and that's Fuck your red light We're gonna bike, bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike, bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike, bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike, bike this bitch to death Let's do it Let's do it Deep breaths and sink to the bottom Get closer Get up there Reach the top and taste the air Yeah, uh, hey Yeah, uh, hey We're gonna bike (we're gonna bike), bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike (we're gonna bike), we're gonna bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike (we're gonna bike), bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike (we're gonna bike), we're gonna bike this bitch to death Faster, faster You won't move me Faster, faster You won't move me Down the other side Two, three, four Let's do it No stopping This body was made for dying To the top now Don't know how Make it home or die trying Yeah, uh, hey Yeah, uh, hey We're gonna bike (we're gonna bike), bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike (we're gonna bike), we're gonna bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike (we're gonna bike), bike this bitch to death We're gonna bike (we're gonna bike), we're gonna bike this bitch to death

I'm a thug tonight Full of piss and spite When I'm feeling like being impolite 'Cause some fuck stole my bike And I had to walk here tonight So I'm looking for an unfair fight (One, two, three, four) Death of a bike thief (Whoa) Death of a bike thief, death of a bike thief You wanna see my inner hooligan? Just make me walks the streets again Without my two-wheel temple I miss my, my bicycle Was all I had And now she's in Another man's hands Heading for the pawn In Oregon We had good times - bye, babe, so long (One, two, three, four) Death of a bike thief (Whoa) Death of a bike thief, death of a bike thief You wanna see my inner hooligan? Just make me walks the streets again Without my two-wheel temple I miss my, my bicycle Was all I ever, ever had It was all I had So now you die Now you die Yeah, so, like, my bike got stolen and now it's totally gutted, you know? You know, it's got cracked rims and a waterlogged seat and no rear cog - only one pedal, actually only one left handlebar too, and her frame was cracked, and her chain was all rusty And her tires were flat, her spokes were missing and shit, but, man, she was mine and I fucking miss her, you know? Death of a bike thief (Whoa) Death of a bike thief, death of a bike thief You wanna see my inner hooligan? Just make me walks the streets again Without my two-wheel temple I miss my, my bicycle Was all I had So now you die Now you die Die, motherfucker Die, motherfucker Die, motherfucker Die, motherfucker, die

An easy life that went too fast And now I'm wishing for the past Looking at all my life I feel an emptiness inside An easy life that went too fast Now I'm wishing for the past I feel an emptiness inside Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You are the one for me Together we'll make a painting Of blood and steel twisted Smoke rising like lost wishes I saw your face in my dreams Running me over I was lost but you found me An easy life that went too fast And now I'm wishing for the past Looking at all my life I feel an emptiness inside Will I wish for a second chance To roll the dice, to have the chance You are the one for me Together we'll make a painting Of blood and steel twisted Smoke rising like lost wishes I saw your face in my dreams Running me over I was lost but you found me Pray! You're the one, one for me! PREY! You're the one, one for me! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Close my eyes and get this feeling That my dreams have been secretly stealing All the joy and all the purpose Have I been waiting for it all to surface? At the end will I have done it right? Stayed true and fought the good fight Got back up when I have fell I just hope it all ends well You are the one for me Together we'll make a painting Of blood and steel twisted Smoke rising like lost wishes I saw your face in my dreams Running me over I was lost but you found me