It was all once bright jewels and glittering sand
The oceans have ravaged and strangled the land
Waste fills the temples dead daughters are born
The presses are empty the editors torn
Observe how I unearth the threat
Earn respect from all the murderers that ain’t been murdered yet
Minority reports show me upper handed
I can spit Sanskrit but you wouldn’t understand it
Dеstiny the county jail sniffing Seroquel
Mеntally prepared to build robots prepared to kill
That specialize in red collar crime
And vaporizing dead dollar signs
My vinyl is a primal concrete sledge
If fans are suicidal this track might push you off the ledge
Homicide notes wrote out illegibly
For so called fresh MC’s dangling off the decca tree
Final exit death trap malicious
A militia of misfits feeling psycho like Sid Vicious
I’m a red lotus clansmen
Scatterbrain the rapping Marilyn Manson
It was all once bright jewels and glittering sand
The oceans have ravaged and strangled the land
Waste fills the temples dead daughters are born
The presses are empty the editors torn
It was all once bright jewels and glittering sand
The oceans have ravaged and strangled the land
Waste fills the temples dead daughters are born
The presses are empty the editors torn
Am I going to Hell or exiting Heaven ?
Should’ve died at 27 in 2011 supposedly
And when my enemies are celebrating
I’ll be in Cuba wearing the crown of creation
Infamous like Mobb Deep the squad got heat
Last week had to bury a cop underneath the Compton swap meet
Extra sober stumbling on the metronome
In a Mormon church guzzling down methadone
If this beat’s a drug I’ll probably call it her#in
In Coltrane’s syringe routed to a theremin
I’m Marilyn Manson analog pagan
Laid back conversation camouflage mayhem
While I’m going schizo with a gun in my hand
Run in the club like I’m Pantera’s number one fan
Puffing up grams snatching up cash shattering glass
Leave victims abandoned in a canyon then dash
It was all once bright jewels and glittering sand
The oceans have ravaged and strangled the land
Waste fills the temples dead daughters are born
The presses are empty the editors torn
It was all once bright jewels and glittering sand
The oceans have ravaged and strangled the land
Waste fills the temples dead daughters are born
The presses are empty the editors torn
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SCVTTERBRVIN Lyrics – Marilyn Manson