…The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains…

…real nigga But is it worth your whole life To end up on a Picture Or a card board BOx Yo Old lady getting knocked I respect real niggas For never calling the COPS Then yo momma be crying NOw everybody Lying Yo…

…the same Many players on this board, Reaper always wins the game. Have you ever thought about our purpose and finality of life. We are just sailing ships in emptiness, between dark and light. Let your fire burn bright…

…Like a hurricane You came and blew me away We didn't plan to board this plane But I don't mind as long as you are fine From the start You saw straight throught my heart Someone said it wasn't smart Being recklessly in…