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lirik lagu the quill’s descendant – savan depaul

[verse 1]
exactly
close descendant
a relative sketch a veritable rainbow as bright as day
the potions scream for motion
emotion represented through art
pressed on parchment
shall we become picasso?
etchings from her kin appear on [?]
a staccato of papyrus’s present partner, finite light
[?] all and wonder sharp as any night
hopefully she’ll slowly bleed to make a masterpiece
colors produced rapidly
where answers help [?] the [?] and koranic torah
a quarter the saints of atlantis, sodom and gomorrah
she’s pouring with imagery, i [?]
whatever [?] and words her art begins inspiring
her kin help produce entire civilizations
helps convey fear of pride, love or intimidation
today she’s uncared for and reduced to a pendant
but the co*descendant still works from beginning to ending

[hook]
all pens regurgitate the ink upon the parchment
infinite rounds from pens to ill*strate some arches
all pens regurgitate the ink upon the parchment
infinite rounds from pens to ill*strate some arches

all pens regurgitate the ink upon the parchment
infinite rounds from pens to ill*strate some arches

[verse 2]
a slave to my hand, a servant to phalanges
we can draw insanity with liquid, why can’t we?
we’re depicting warlocks and channeling rorschach
a pen paints prose or p*sses poetry potently
with vigor i write acid rain
plus my lyrics invade orifices openly
deceased quills resurrect on the wings of eagles
allow me to cut the fiends apart with needles
so i can inscribe, inspire
i am in better knowledge
more powerful than e*course taught in a college
our mantra, tsar bomba, compound x
post laps that can knock out heads
count ten reasons why my pen is my true accomplice
shangri*la is in my southeastern pa complex
so who wanna test my sword and my mic cord?
i swear i’ll die with this device in my hand
[hook]
all pens regurgitate the ink upon the parchment
infinite rounds from pens to ill*strate some arches

all pens regurgitate the ink upon the parchment
infinite rounds from pens to ill*strate some arches

[verse 3]
smooth flow enveloping the melanin ever so present
transcending eloquence [?]
never been stressing in relation to my rivalries
finally it’s time to lead this dynasty
offense to penmanship
not excellence in plastic form
cracked image used and battle torn
you stay faithful to this author
laudatory praise is expected
ink laden dissertations projected
now watch my hand
the pen in a blur of motion
ripping the white sheet, my backstrokes are k!lling her
check her pulse, i push too far now
plethora of ways to ink from rhymes too far out
now watch my hand with a pen in a blur of motion
ripping the white sheet, my backstrokes are k!lling her
check her pulse
[hook]
all pens regurgitate the ink upon the parchment
infinite rounds from pens to ill*strate some arches

all pens regurgitate the ink upon the parchment
infinite rounds from pens to ill*strate some arches

this was the quill’s descendant
the quill’s descendant

all pens regurgitate the ink upon the parchment
infinite rounds from pens to ill*strate some arches

- savan depaul

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