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xvoto/ho! ho!/carbon to cobalt - roman the writer lyrics

our father, who art in heaven
hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come; thy will implemented
on this unholy garden as it is in the pure perfection
give us this day our daily bread as we keep progressing
forgive us for our sins
as we forgive those who sin against us
lead us not to temptation, but deliver us from malefics
use my gifts for god, the blessings carry me through dark days
for thine is the kingdom, the power, the eminence, forever and always

i lost a lot of mе to substances and wolves dressеd as sheep
played the flower child when i ain’t had the tools to complete
all my urban art restyled black and blue from the beat
had to travel to jerusalem to feed
quintessence of dust perambulating eden with sangria stains
on my fingers, this iniquity and sweetness just can’t be the same
cyclones disguising themselves as men who’ll never breathe again
concede to temptation, but ain’t no scales, it’s only me to blame
lord, let there be saltw*ter over white wax
let me see narcotics as forbidden fruit instead of life hacks
i done met so many bl**dy ablutions within this time lapse
i just pray that god reprieves me of this flesh before the climax
we bite into what’s not for us, discomposing these mortal eyes
give me mud and i’ll swim in siloam, i feel more alive
meaningless beliefs and blackened hearts, the men demoralized
romans 21, they knew god, but never glorified
are you there, god?

be not afraid, they’re solely seraphim
supporting my soma with warnings of autumn
and a sea we dare not swim in
please salt the flame
before we beg for him to craft a new cold
we can’t baptize our bones after the sulfur takes our skin
the second we hear the brass section
the fear will arrive in abundance
the breathing will cease for the judgment
ho! ho!
ho! ho!

one holy lamb marries the pearl inlay
believing it’s harmless and drinking the garnet
with the shepherd on our plates
unknown to man, he walks this earth afraid
for the altars, devotions, and saltier oceans
are a sign that we don’t pray
as long as the garden has fruit to discard
we save apples for later
and pretend to disrelish the flavor
ho! ho!
ho! ho!
ho! ho!
ho! ho!
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt
carbon to cobalt

- roman the writer lyrics

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