Desolation Labs

Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again, there's always the wicked that knew in advance

I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
Storm the planet, huntin' you down, 'cause I'm on a mission
To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms

They told me to take his death easy, but I just acted like it,
Cause deep down I knew the infection had already inflicted him.

And I'm sorry mother, but I'm the disease.

Maybe I was the disease all along.

When you woke up this morning everything you had was
Gone. By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
Like a voice telling you there was something you should
Know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low
Ain't it times like these that make you wonder if
You'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to
The others; wives, mothers, fathers, sisters and
Brothers. Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you
Didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little
Drink' Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos
When you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.

Born under a bad sign, you got a blue moon in your eyes.

They cannot be bought, reasoned or negotiated with.
They just want to see the world burn.