Fanfare
I'm coming through my veins, a driving force
Here I'm on my relentless stride
Descendants of fate and wrongs so still
Calculated out the theorem, placed on sale
That's just the way to protect my child
Toilets, labor, and dedication
And I'm watching with every turn
I smoke the ashes and focus on the burn
And turn to the dance of creation
Those little birds of the ruin and shine I'll cease my congealment,
chaos unfolds The rhythm of pressure,
my captions take on
The pressure,
the blood,
it's the weight of the chain
Rasta,
the voice of my black soul,
just remain Mermaids,
the big three,
my heart beats to the rhythm of our strings
Rasta or Merta,
Cale,
Jane's worst That's been примерно dug through my blood
The crime and dread of life I'm defying the pressure of the alarm
I'm defying the pressure of the alarm
I'm defying the pressure of the alarm
It automates the body
I can fly the pressure evermore
I can fly the pressure evermore
I can fly the pressure evermore