Album by Byzantine
Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Byzantine, A fabrication woven from a burning Bush Sent thousands to expire
By Byzantine, I dreamt of heaven once It was a calm cool and
By Byzantine, I rise above the human follies in my life You'll see
By Byzantine, I fire my malice into the crowd Dispersing empty shells onto
By Byzantine, Bruising minds burning thoughts over matter Your knees hit soil you
By Byzantine, Many a man bear the scars of laboring to pay
By Byzantine, Witch hunt is over Six lives are over Look to the
By Byzantine, No religion persuades me but the religion inside of me
By Byzantine, You are removed from the future database No genetic code shall
By Byzantine, Oh God I feel I have lost my flock We are