OTEP - BATTLE READY

KUAN!!
simple souls overload as I explode data banks
’cause the earth & space gave birth to this paleface
supreme — linguistic — mental machine
your brain cells swell — the intellects extreme
fire fills my veins as I proclaim my resistance
to the mind-swapping parasites that feed off my existence
as I — skin the burn to relearn the royal plan
somewhere out beyond the edges in the depths of spirit land
it’s authentic, apocalyptic destroyer
damaging challengers — resurrection, disorder
a monument of crisis — I strike this — your dead
line my nest with your soul — cleansed in bloodshed
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BATTLE READY!
poets gonna take control
BATTLE READY
souls violate parole
BATTLE READY
violently invade your home — breaking the bones
OF THOSE WHO OPPOSE
commanding the mic — striking up a verb-fest
mass destruction is my function — time to put it to the test
in combat --- attacking since way back
in the days I drew praise for the way that I slain facts
formulating flows in revolutionary science
it’s the catastrophic prophet from the anarchist alliance
freaking techniques — this creature of speech
ewe feels the fury of devastation ’cause ewe ewe tasted defeat
I’m alone on my throne in this universe of fear
royalty divides my soul — in this role I’m revered
as the pinnacle — lyrical master — queen of disaster
I ruin brain fluid — the UNKNOWN IS WHAT I’M AFTER
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shaking up the world — just like the 2nd coming of Christ — when I write — thrice divine with this
goddess sight
words will flow — wounds will grow
ewe knows — bones will be exposed from the force that I unload
it’s THE SOUL EATER!! — mic bleeder with the voice of chaos
I got the nectar of the gods flowing from my mental pod
gather the flock — alarm your block
tell them the shepherds have come & got the keys to unlock
a holy war — through your veins it courses
more lyrical artillery than the armed forces
supernatural — styles be volatile
it’s the mind manipulator — the WAR CHILD
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[bridge]
COME!
SHADOW SOLDIERS!
we came to defy — living life as a lie
we embryonic satellites need our freedom to fly
TO WATCH DIE! — agonizing cries are heard in stereo
I’m visualizing battlefield scenarios
in the line of fire — watching empires fall
into attack position — ELIMINATE ALL!!!
MY SPECIES!!!
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[outro]
MY SPECIES!
NO SURRENDER!