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letra de stained glass - gao the arsonist

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verse 1 (gao)

shatter stained glass of flashing monitors for diagnostic//

wires crossed//

fragments break skin, shrapnel puncture vital spot//

package poison, prostitute your tongue to monetize your thoughts//

don’t cauterize the wound//
you caught their eyes with all the pride you lost//

and blood you spilled//

pools of oil are just as thick as blood//

i think i love you still..

how did you convince them you’re the victim when it’s god you k!lled//

your brothers were in the furnace//

others burn in the firewall you built//

why did you give up your will//

why did you give up your will//

ironclad valuеs bend out of shape when your bladе can cut through steel//

taste of the fruit right now//

know that only the hungry wait and let ulcers heal//

if god hasn’t passed me the torch by now//
then i don’t give a f-ck who will//

abandoned it all in the chrysalis after i bust through silk, n-gga//

hook (deadpan)

hush hush//

you weren’t meant to see my face through that stained glass//

immaculate connection to this genesis of our strained past//

hush hush i just wanna f-ck your silhouette’s shapeless gray-black//

baby follow me through that-

verse 2 (gao)

played around in the dirt for the first thirty years, got murdered then left//

skin cling to the bones like cling film//

peeled off appearance, burned in ascent//
burn the incense//

searing heat felt in the court hearing//

adjourned for the men who wait in the cloud//

body weighted and anchored by hardware//

i’m here til the server is dead//

i carry the burden of flesh//

nightmares disturbing//

recurring like decimals//

decimate during incursions//

regret is for man and i’m more than a mortal//

rumors circulate, surgeons bring tourniquets in//

purging the church of the clergymen//

terminate system processes for permanent end//

rebirthed so submerge me again//

verse 3 (deadpan)

running still//

the shorter steps in you are less than human//

our coded lore is stretched and distorted ‘til it’s therapeutic//

torrented core memory tore flesh and morphed to a dreaded nuisance//

and grew a set of legs, cords, and weapons forged in a web of ruses//

hook (deadpan)

hush hush//

you weren’t meant to see my face through that stained glass//

immaculate connection to this genesis of our strained past//

hush hush i just wanna f-ck your silhouette’s shapeless gray-black//

baby follow me through that-

verse 4 (deadpan & gao)

orchestrated hits to the cl!ck tracks: prodigal string-of-text pianists//

the littlest bit of kick-back has users singing in debt peonage//

instead of getting better methods, systems, stems, and scripts//

you kissed and fed the hand that bled and tera-bit your image and kept feeding it//

stream your conscience only if it’s less than four minutes//

the red sunset motherboard left dead wars born living//
forming rifts; formant shift the head voices ‘til they’re less torturous//

pressed the key, deleted my breath in post and blessed the origins//

press the keys like organist//

decorate the walls with collected t–th as ornament//

moral direction bores palms//

forget the key coordinates//

ignore the ordinance//

i’m the lord and you’re subordinates//

for a fortress the door has poor defense//

you were warned//

we’re hardware and hard wired//

limitations on our system of operation bars like barbed wire//

to feel the warmth i’ll start fires//

i don’t care who will be harmed//

- gao the arsonist

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