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letra de babylon - luka lesson

[verse 1]
i’m a monster
love me back
i’ll pounce in your honor
prostrate to the gods
awaiting for me procreate another lamb for the slaughter

none taller
kolloso
8th wonder
αληθινό
i risk it all to kiss the abyss
athiest and a χριστιανό

peace
to the preachers
the demons
the seekers
the leaders that blow
for the betterment of most
the feathers on the crow
the pediment we sow

i pace my flow
so the haters can taste their choke
resurrect their carc-ss
to take their ghost
i was pre-hate
pre-fake
now i premeditate you’ll never take my
post
either i die inside
or i
aspire to let it fire tonight
or i
step inside this dynamite
and i
let this lightning light the sky
so i

i keep this electric
so my dreams stay elected
i’ll increase my perspective
and decrease their correction
i’ll deceive their deceptions
and relieve their infections
i’ll breath in my direction
and inflict my inflection

[verse 2]
big bang through your eardrum
chaos theory in your cochlear
fireworks in your arteries
the battle of the somme of insomnia

landscapes of the give and take
your sweat is my tongue on your nape
neck break
patè
your liver’s delivered up on my plate

it’ll never be heaven so never wait
it’ll ever be better long as you pray
to the devil and angel on every step that is left
when you attempt to impress upon the place

i am a blessing and a curse
i am the lesson and the learnt
i am the petrol in the he-rs-
αυτός ο λουκάς ο έλληνας και το turk

[verse 3]
they can’t ever be touching what i be gushing
i’m gutting the f-cking government
they guzzling the blood of the public
puzzlin how they be muzzlin the truth
pushing b-ttons – bubblin up all the trouble in the youth
i see my lovers in the news
huddling and amongst the rubble and the troops
humble under guns crumblin’ they stumblin’ in their boots
better they pick up and shoot or tie knots in a noose
what else they gonna do?

they never get into the sedatives they sellin’ us
they never settle for the their level of malevolence
they tellin’ them the terrorists
and it’s the pressure from the pessimists
they getting restless – of course they gonna level it
embezzling, the president is nothing but a resident
a puppet of apocalypse so how you gonna measure it
us westerners, we all wanna revel in the rebellion
but the question is whether our presence is even relevant

- luka lesson

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