Apocalypse, it's the end of the world
Good vs. Evil, hands looking dirt
Blood on the left, bones on the right
Revenants - from the other side
One priest with a future vision
A voodoo mission, impact ignition
Explains the ambition, of Kill Journal's Edition
First page they say, that we are too late
To changing the game, but listen today
What we are and what we need to do
What they are and they're supposed to do
Chop and screw to pay your deuce
Do not refuse, we never lose
Kill Journal the murder, so strong we heard of
Kill Journal we brutal, we are immortal
Now hold up, we don't stop, getting in for a kill shot
It's hip-hop once I drop, shot rounds like Hilltop
Kill Journal the murder, so strong we heard of
Kill Journal we brutal, we are immortal
Now hold up, we don't stop, getting in for a kill shot
It's hip-hop once I drop, shot rounds like Hilltop
Kill, kill, kill, with weapons
Seven deadly sins - if you recognize
Cold as ice, weakness inside that I analyze
Finch was fighting with dogs in a cage
In rage - ready 2 rampage
To terminate, eliminate every enemy straight away
Better step out or better step in
Brecken's brother died within
A headshot target of shadow darkness
Without the knowledge of witches process
Reload, rounds flowed, like a Dead load episode
I'm about to explode, meet me at the crossroad
Kill Journal the murder, so strong we heard of
Kill Journal we brutal, we are immortal
Now hold up, we don't stop, getting in for a kill shot
It's hip-hop once I drop, shot rounds like Hilltop
Kill Journal the murder, so strong we heard of
Kill Journal we brutal, we are immortal
Now hold up, we don't stop, getting in for a kill shot
It's hip-hop once I drop, shot rounds like Hilltop
It's Sydney, a female
Kicking asses in deep Tales
With a grenade, y'all inmates
Daughter's vengeance will replace
All the hate, face to face
A race in place and just in case
You run away, we chase and trace
Cut and slay it all the way
God is great, we stand for faith
So the "EIGHT", we not to late
To collaborate, communicate
At the end of days, they gone away
Cliché - Doomsday
Along the way, preachers pray
We are not afraid, won't drive away
It's all the way a state of play
Kill Journal the murder, so strong we heard of
Kill Journal we brutal, we are immortal
Now hold up, we don't stop, getting in for a kill shot
It's hip-hop once I drop, shot rounds like Hilltop
Kill Journal the murder, so strong we heard of
Kill Journal we brutal, we are immortal
Now hold up, we don't stop, getting in for a kill shot
It's hip-hop once I drop, shot rounds like Hilltop