"Faction" as written by and Eric Matthews Kenneth Schalk....
This death is comfortable
Beggar's life intolerable
Running with the madmen

Lowest of fears can't fathom
Measure your breath in fractions
Fists clenched
Touch my heart it mends

Sour taste can't pretend
Visions of hope burn deep inside
Shine through the hidden eye
The burden of fixation preys

Won't lift and dissipate
The barking tongues
Sweetened breath invade my lungs

Now i can see the truth in full
A matter of fact impressionable
The love in me is sensual
Soul of mine disperse

Veins are boiling
Remedy deserts
Constant hurting

Give me back
All of my respect for self
And full of shit

Absence of the inner wealth
Time is racing
Slave puppet

Cut your life
From the point of view
That keeps you on your backside

Trust in my clique
Odds are
One to six
Revolution of the sick

Give it up Give it up
Give it up for the mastermind
rotherhood like family
Spiritual design

The verbal menace
Welcome to my madness
The cause

Factions ise up then deply
Non attractive
The language of the masses
Am I of the ashes?

My friend
Blood runs thick until the end
Upright position
Move in the forward fashion

Cambodia ascends
The striking similarity reeks
Bastardized to walk with

Weak of weak
Which do you seek?
The victory or defeat
Peace beautifies all,

A kingpin standing tall
Never fall
Who will be the first to crawl?
I respect.

If you need a hand I'll lend
If you respect me over backwards I will bend
Deny the disguise in disgust
Are you sleeping with the demons

To evolve into your lust?

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"Faction" as written by Christopher Puma Carley Gervais


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