[Verse 1]
You replicas overlooking the guidelines of acoustics
Miserable attempts result in miserable conclusions
Paragon Pendragon tactician on free-form
That uncomfortable, silenced pride of combat cliques
That unexpected zephyr, the cyclone shifts
Worked up, you're shooken. Jutted to the side
I stagger this vagabond wandering minstrel forms your phobia
Worst fear. The terror-stricken muted
The roots of all evil I've rooted pinnacle
Poised with pride pouncing to break your stride, forsaken
Agony rides inside the heartache wretched condition
My intuition felt you slip up
You tripped alone what are you aiming for?
Or the useless tries to classify your genus, distorted fetus
Evolve, type unsolved, you lack the malediction
Malleable martyrs get molded, then folded under pressure
Dowsed with scenes of slaughter suspension
Bridge over troubled water drown, sound study intensive
My square drops to erase your lines like Tetris
Relentless agent hush horrendous circles on my pavement
Two sticks to burn basics that lie adjacent to my placement
On the game board, lunge forward and wind up impaled by the same sword
Choose your weapon, stains splattered upon your flag
Tattered rag shielding the exterior inferior
Stall face to face with a forms that force your downfall
Admittedly suspicious of your cadence, your network's on hiatus
Permanent, provoked and choked upon the potency
The peril be the penetrating agent pierce the insights
Why the cold sweats at midnight? Why the dim light?
Why are we staring at a truth from the inside?
Why the pen slide with vigor on a put down?
Like why'd I put my foot down stomp your city
A-E-S-O-P scoping through the myrth, opening minds behind the smirks
You replicas overlooking the guidelines of acoustics
Miserable attempts result in miserable conclusions
Paragon Pendragon tactician on free-form
That uncomfortable, silenced pride of combat cliques
That unexpected zephyr, the cyclone shifts
Worked up, you're shooken. Jutted to the side
I stagger this vagabond wandering minstrel forms your phobia
Worst fear. The terror-stricken muted
The roots of all evil I've rooted pinnacle
Poised with pride pouncing to break your stride, forsaken
Agony rides inside the heartache wretched condition
My intuition felt you slip up
You tripped alone what are you aiming for?
Or the useless tries to classify your genus, distorted fetus
Evolve, type unsolved, you lack the malediction
Malleable martyrs get molded, then folded under pressure
Dowsed with scenes of slaughter suspension
Bridge over troubled water drown, sound study intensive
My square drops to erase your lines like Tetris
Relentless agent hush horrendous circles on my pavement
Two sticks to burn basics that lie adjacent to my placement
On the game board, lunge forward and wind up impaled by the same sword
Choose your weapon, stains splattered upon your flag
Tattered rag shielding the exterior inferior
Stall face to face with a forms that force your downfall
Admittedly suspicious of your cadence, your network's on hiatus
Permanent, provoked and choked upon the potency
The peril be the penetrating agent pierce the insights
Why the cold sweats at midnight? Why the dim light?
Why are we staring at a truth from the inside?
Why the pen slide with vigor on a put down?
Like why'd I put my foot down stomp your city
A-E-S-O-P scoping through the myrth, opening minds behind the smirks
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