Picture this: You’re standing on the brink of Armageddon. The bleak images of things to come stretch far out before you. In this barren wasteland one torch of hope burns alone in the darkness. The light, the legend, the future
An image is cast from the depths of the shadow
Carrying a book that’s retrieved from the gallows
The vigilante’s blocking the doorway
Step to the side as I’m coming your way
The night stalker is here ‘cos it’s prowl time
The lyrical executioner of rhyme
My routine is much harder than a guillotine
Unseen is my mind as an extreme
My words attack like a dictionary of death
A cold chill can be seen upon my breath
Freeze into ‘Ice’ to the ‘ski’ as I break free
Meltdown reducing the enemy
‘Cos I remain calm cool as I disarm
A quiet kill to quell any alarm
Intelligent, hard, the way forward is barred
So the mind’s left scarred
By the keeper of rhyme time, teacher in my prime
Emerging as a deep silhouette from the night time
The crusher, the carrier, unmovable barrier
Unstoppable force with the speed of a harrier
Destroying the airway, striving for airplay
Leaving the rest wrecked on the runway
The way you run from the terror of the terrorist
There’s no strategy to beat the master strategist
The tactician plans a course as the bell tolls
Halo dropped a cut, another head rolls
I am the sickle, Halo’s hands are the axe
Spatts is the runaway trained on the live tracks
This is the energy, the center, the power source
From these elements we extract the Holocaust
So prepare as I said in a different form
Sit inside and through the window watch a heavy storm
Hear these words and just think about what I said
Plan ahead and the future may not be red
A dark image is watching every move you make
No matter what precautions you take there’s no escape
Can you understand?
A taste of Armageddon
To reiterate, run, rewind once again
Intelligent, hard, the grim reaper of men
Straight to the mind ‘cos the body’s just a shell
The ‘Ice’ walks boldly extinguishing the heat of hell
The right {?} the lights {?}
There is no {?} keep {?}
As a {?} phase {?} another league
Reap the base pulse back from the dark age
The hooded hunter moves in for the torture
There’s no compromise when I’ve caught you
‘Cos your bargaining powers been extracted
An example of what men from centuries past did
‘Arma’ with a ‘g’ ‘e’ as ‘I don’ the weapon
This is a fragmented taste of Armageddon
The final dawning in the era of the ice age
Stage one was the invention of the gun
From there the world was caught in an arms race
A safe place was destroyed by a grim taste
But then the mortal man returned as a spirit form
Amid the heat and destruction of the new dawn
The vigilante armed tactically from left to right
A dark tunnel at the end, will you see the light
Or will you fall through the depths to your peril
Two minds cannot communicate upon a different level
“From the left” – Halo’s hand emits the power glow
“From the right” – Spatts is ready from the word go
In the centre is the keeper of the artifact
A lightening strike reveals how the man is backed
By the force of the raging elementals
The natural allies in the war of the potentials
The scene is set for the day of judgement
When the seal is cut away from the parchment
To reveal the legend that is foretold
When the golden trumpets blow and the drums roll
And I exercise the fear to the hardest core
Leaves the body comatose when I get raw
Can you understand?
A taste of Armageddon
The taste of Armageddon
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The Criminal Minds Lyrics – A Taste of Armageddon