Lyrics Ready - Otep
KUAN!!
Simple
souls
overload
as
I
explode
data
banks
′Cause
the
earth
& space
gave
birth
to
this
paleface
Supreme
--
linguistic
--
mental
machine
Your
brain
cells
swell
- the
intellects
extreme
Fire
fills
my
veins
as
I
proclaim
my
resistance
To
the
mind-swapping
parasites
that
feed
off
my
existence
As
I
--
skin
the
burn
to
relearn
the
royal
plan
Somewhere
out
beyond
the
edges
in
the
depths
of
spirit
land
It's
authentic,
apocalyptic
destroyer
Damaging
challengers
--
resurrection,
disorder
A
monument
of
crisis
- I
strike
this
- your
dead
Line
my
nest
with
your
soul
--
cleansed
in
bloodshed
BATTLE
READY!
Poets
gonna
take
control
BATTLE
READY
Souls
violate
parole
BATTLE
READY
Violently
invade
your
home
--
breaking
the
bones
OF
THOSE
WHO
OPPOSE
Commanding
the
mic
--
striking
up
a
verb-fest
Mass
destruction
is
my
function
- time
to
put
it
to
the
test
In
combat
---
attacking
since
way
back
In
the
days
I
drew
praise
for
the
way
that
I
slain
facts
Formulating
flows
in
revolutionary
science
It′s
the
catastrophic
prophet
from
the
anarchist
alliance
Freaking
techniques
--
this
creature
of
speech
Ewe
feels
the
fury
of
devastation
'cause
ewe
ewe
tasted
defeat
I'm
alone
on
my
throne
in
this
universe
of
fear
Royalty
divides
my
soul
--
in
this
role
I′m
revered
As
the
pinnacle
--
lyrical
master
--
queen
of
disaster
I
ruin
brain
fluid
--
the
UNKNOWN
IS
WHAT
I′M
AFTER
Shaking
up
the
world
--
just
like
the
2nd
coming
of
Christ
--
when
I
write
--
thrice
divine
with
this
goddess
sight
Words
will
flow
--
wounds
will
grow
Ewe
knows
--
bones
will
be
exposed
from
the
force
that
I
unload
It's
THE
SOUL
EATER!!
--
mic
bleeder
with
the
voice
of
chaos
I
got
the
nectar
of
the
gods
flowing
from
my
mental
pod
Gather
the
flock
--
alarm
your
block
Tell
them
the
shepherds
have
come
& got
the
keys
to
unlock
A
holy
war
--
through
your
veins
it
courses
More
lyrical
artillery
than
the
armed
forces
Supernatural
--
styles
be
volatile
It′s
the
mind
manipulator
--
the
WAR
CHILD
COME!
SHADOW
SOLDIERS!
We
came
to
defy
- living
life
as
a
lie
We
embryonic
satellites
need
our
freedom
to
fly
TO
WATCH
DIE!
- agonizing
cries
are
heard
in
stereo
I'm
visualizing
battlefield
scenarios
In
the
line
of
fire
- watching
empires
fall
Into
attack
position
- ELIMINATE
ALL!!!
MY
SPECIES!!!
MY
SPECIES!
NO
SURRENDER!
1 Tortured
2 Blood Pigs
3 T.R.I.C.
4 My Confession
5 Sacrilege
6 Battle
7 Ready
8 Emtee
9 Possession
10 Thots
11 Fillthee
12 Menocide
13 Jonestown Tea
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