[int eighty]
This is evil. We’re all people
Toppled and equal
Climbing atop each other to ascend obstinate steeples
Call it lethal

All in belief, all in Her name
Altered all the altars so we’re all ascending in shame
While defending the flame
I’m a monolith

Ob-noxious toxic crosses tossed onto an obelisk
It’s preposterous

The topics one would posture with
The consequence of common sense proving this hypothesis

[Mikal kHill]
Soot filled skies, leaving eyes blind mind flyin.
A million miles behind the time, chipping away at a childs smile
Hiding from the very thing that you seek
Cry for justice but you think you’re immune (please)
Crying at the alter, falter with your little words
A lot of noise for nothing but an animated pile of dirt
I’m born under a curse, a paragraph or two of work
Scorn, speaking kinda curt, a stifled laugh at your hurt

[Chorus: int eighty]
Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death
But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next
Broken every rule so we find ourselves in chains
What began in Paradise ended up in flames

Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death
But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next
Broken every rule so we found ourselves in chains
What began in Paradise ended up in flames


[Mikal kHill]
A ticking bomb held up in a mother’s hand
An hourglass broke, eyes poked
With fragments of the wood and sand
A monster feeding in a foreign land
A choice you wanna upend
It stalks you even though you turned and ran
Wings spread, but really just to soar above you
The hymns dead. But really words only cut you
Father raised you up and said no-one could ever son you
But from first step you took you walked away from that that loved you

[int eighty]
The battle of another realm swelling in its urgency
Ready when it comes the war raging for eternity
Signaling our penance til our karma gets replenished
Steganographic compositions, messages embedded
Guardian of angels while my mortal body breathing
Considering the angles when confronted with my demons
Material, ethereal memoirs that fill the shelves
These notes are from bottom of the bottoms in the pits of Hell

[Chorus: Mikal kHill]
Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death
But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next
Broken every rule so we find ourselves in chains
What began in Paradise ended up in flames

Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death
But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next
Broken every rule so we found ourselves in chains
What began in Paradise ended up in flames