DND's Notes
Morningstar's Notes
Erykah Badu has the credit for the chorus. Nas - This Bitter Land.
Instrumental: Shutter Island Soundtrack - Max Richter - On the Nature of Daylight.nly you can see this.
Chorus:
This bitter land
Watered with my soul
The fruit it bears
Leaves me so cold
This bitter land
Does nothing for love
This bitter land
Brings pain from above, oh-oh
Morningstar:
Always worked under a presumption, the world owes you nothin'
Whether you're delusional or someone just told you somethin', you're not owed
that gold, no, nothing
Are you involved in cutting, or working honestly to get hold of that throne
you huntin'
Let's face it, the battles we face today, shit, we're embraced with...
Gun shots to the face and, couple days of hate and we're back to basics
Our days are laced with old ways and hatred, it's amazing
Bit of graces, bitter tastes and we're thinking of how to make our countries
better places
We raise arms before we raise hearts, is that the way the day starts?
City streets littered with splinters of bullets they triggered
They figured the thinner the blood flow, the better the killer
No sinner if you're killing a killer, or maybe you are, what makes you better?
You're fighting a cause by raising your swords, saying every life they've taken's
yours?
You act on ignorance then you start making wars, you don't make the rules
You act like a dumb bitch, you better take the fall before a gun takes a fool
Chorus:
This bitter land
Watered with my soul
The fruit it bears
Leaves me so cold
This bitter land
Does nothing for love
This bitter land
Brings pain from above, oh-oh
JoshShinden:
never had a issue performing on that stage
when God called me to the podium/ I wasn't ready to be- saved--say
Stroke my identity in malice/
I Savor scents to parallel the unmasking/ of
A Saviors sense to revive a era of tangents/
Astounded astronauts tickles with breath and death/
For access
tame a transcript to the summit/
Frame a helix silhouette as it tumbles
In ashes-
eternal wounds patches the quilt/
My Personage/ and tropes attaches my guilt/
Existential dread- is enough to belittle my filth /
distress due to the man age/
I manage/ to comb through documents of my troubles
Enoch, ebony, and duo eleven
God and dog- counter corinthians to forsake such a thing of heaven/
I'm met with, wooden crosses and rapid fossils/
To Fathom a phantoms mantle
pixie dust inside my capsule
Seized my cloak and dagger/
I offered a saga of consequences to pattern-
an inch of my demons limbs and- hidden coins
Relish the distaste as my fathers son-
Dismounting my vantage points
Recounting; my vintage wrongs/
Is you willing to stretch my arm, to position your self/
Dammit well-
Immoral idols, decipher the tiles/
Some hillbillies in hell tried snatching my bible/
Incompetent and a bitch
My Moral fabric is elbow grease to stitch/
so I- Pitched my pitch/ for a new life in immortality
Sewing the threads of my duality
This here - Is the
Working waters/Boy,girl- embrace the horrors
Arrow to the shoulder/
,white flag i raise/to yield my indiscretions,
what a lesson
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DND
Member since April 14 2015