Wrath & Pride - Slaine, The Arcitype, Snak the Ripper

Maybe I’m frigging crazy

Can’t control my emotions

Making my vision hazy

There’s a hole in my soul some

Would say I’m singing the blues

Just like the prison in Folsom

With all thee ignorant views

You catch belligerent jolts from

But the world we live in is shocking

Make a man desperate and hungry

Give him a shotgun

Expect him not to use it when

Failure isn’t an option

I know he’d understand

If this God is real and he’s watching

God if you’re real and listening

Remove me from this wrath I’m in

Or help me use it musically

Infuse it in my craft again

I have learned some lessons

But I burned the other half of them

I have earned redemption

Cause I keep on coming back again 12

Or maybe I’m gonna

Crack again from the pressure here

I feel my blood starting boil

Yeah it gets severe

This is just a fucking trap

I don’t see no exit here

I was looking for a sign

This seems like a message clear

Betrayal in my business

It’s expensive yeah

Bad energy is in the air

I sense it here

Looking back at the

Sequence of events this year

It seems to me

That I gotta be relentless here

Demons in my head

Oh they’re just tenants here

Drowning out my conscience

There’s One in this ear

And in this ear

It’s becoming clear

They’re a cunning pair — running scared

Who’s that?!

Knocking at my fucking door

Someone’s there

That’s just two other guys

They call wrath and pride

Now I’m half as high as I am low

Two other guys they call wrath and pride

Now I’m half as high as I am low

That’s just two other guys

They call wrath and pride

Now I’m half as high as I am low

Two other guys they call wrath and pride

Now I’m half as high as I am low

Maybe I’m frigging losing it, pampered in my seclusion

And stranded in this confusion, of fantasy and delusion, intensified by

brutality

Probably leave a contusion, desensitized to reality, rather see the illusion

Ain’t nobody telling me nothing this wrath is a cancer

They keep asking about my motives, I don’t have any answer

But the question remain, derived through depression and pain

The destination stay the same but my direction is changed

God if your really listening, free me from all this pride I feel

Keep these demons away from me, creeping me while I try to heal

Help me to see the truth when the people around me lie and steal

Put the pieces together cause I been feeling divided still

Everywhere I turn feel like walls are closing in on me

But none of em are tall enough to hold in all this energy

The kid was only chosen for disposing of the enemy

Ironic that the mask I wear exposing my identity

Make a wish, you gonna need it, now the mystery completed

I just Paint a humble image, but the picture look conceited

Living in a vicious cycle, this is history repeated

Your opinion is a waste, here’s permission to delete it

Put the smoke into my chest, for all the Post traumatic stress

My expression not impressed, trying to Focus on what’s next

Always Battling myself, it’s like a Constant war I’m in, who’s that?!

Someone knocking on my fucking door again

That’s just two other guys

They call wrath and pride

Now I’m half as high as I am low

Two other guys they call wrath and pride

Now I’m half as high as I am low

That’s just two other guys

They call wrath and pride

Now I’m half as high as I am low

Two other guys they call wrath and pride

Now I’m half as high as I am low

On his way to wrath

On his way to pride

On his way to wrath

On his way to pride

On his way to wrath

On his way to pride

Everywhere I go I feel like walls are closing in on me