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There is That which was not born, nor created, nor evolved. If it were not so, there would never be any refuge from being born, or created, or evolving. That is the end of suffering. That is God**.
See these eyes so green I can stare for a thousand years Colder than the moon It's been so long
And I've been putting out fire With gasoline
See these eyes so red Red like jungle burning bright Those who feel me near Pull the blinds and change their minds It's been so long
Still this pulsing night A plague I call a heartbeat Just be still with me Ya wouldn't believe what I've been through You've been so long Well it's been so long
And I've been putting out the fire with gasoline Putting out the fire With gasoline
See these tears so blue An ageless heart that can never mend Tears that never dry A judgement made can never bend
Giustizia mosse il mio alto fattore: fecemi la divina podestate, la somma sapienza e 'l primo amore. :: ::
S.H.C.R.
Came across this today and have been listening to it on a loop for the last half-hour... a Cape Town rap outfit, sort of taking the piss but still a good beat and the guy's very good with his raps.