Fall fires burning neath black twisted boughs Sacrifice to above Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds Offering of this blood Into the flames
: The call of the wild, brings me to my window-sill, eyes to the dawn. A tug on a heartstring by soft, unknown, fingers. Leading me on, But there's
't let my cypher crumble Vivid thoughts, Devils resort to trick knowledge They kick garbage, lust for chicks and quick dollars I know the pain the game bring
master me All I want to do is smoke a blast-to-beat But something keeps talking to me Consciously, responsibly, keeps haunting me from dusk ’til dawn