Spectres

(dsgrace)
A mercenary on the shadow run, dodgin the star gaze //
In altered mind states catch me posted where light fades //
Awakening the crowd, a demagogues' monologue //
Under the hastening shroud of blakc clouds and smog //
Ever darkening this citys dreams float outta reach //
Dippin in and outta sleep as I seek Shell Beach //
Standing dazed in the drizzle, blood traces in my spittle //
Trynna raise more than a ripple but I'm stuck amongst the kipple //
One man venom squad but I'm sharing the section //
Connected with veterans amongst the bedlam //
Trynna peddle prose in this unlikely setting //
Grab mics like Vordul Mega in the search for ascension //
The cold creeps in like a slow spreading infection //
Bloom like bedroom shrooms, I dont cry for attention //
I thrive in the quietness, lie with shut eyelids //
Premeditating my massacre of the silence //

(Chorus)
What a horrible night to have a curse //
In the shadows I lurk, towards dawn I lurch //
Every step hurts drawin closer to the dirt //
Til the pen spurt births the verse //

(Kronus)
I sit up all night writing like I'm nocturnal //
Scripting an internal inferno into this journal //
The page becomes a friend that's as open as a valley //
The pen floats across the paper like it's dancing in a ballet //
Sometimes I fill these pads with heartbreak and hate //
And for a moment in time I find a great escape //
Sometimes I don't even need to think, I just pour a drink //
And words appear in front of me every time I blink //
Sometimes you're the words scripted in between the lines, think it's like //
I'm the ball point pen and you're the ink inside //
Drawing inspiration from the things I love and loathe //
But never directly talk about the things that move me most //
I'm a quiet man really, but I put on a persona //
Sometimes I feel like my closest friends barely know me //
A curb your enthusiasm episode personified //
Smiling threw gritted teeth feeling awkward inside //
As blood drips from my bitten finger nails //
And I impale my self on these social rails //
After I stumble and trip over my untied thoughts //
It's hard to find comfort when you feel so fucking lost //
Wondering around in the dark trying to find a light switch //
Alone but I know there's seven billion I share life with //
I just keep writing, trying not to lose the plot //
Cuss my music, words and memories are all that I got //

(Chorus)
What a horrible night to have a curse //
In the shadows I lurk, towards dawn I lurch //
Every step hurts, drawin closer to the dirt //
Til the pen spurt births the verse //

(dsgrace)
Been surviving the horror with ink ribbons in tact //
Arranging facts into tracks I'm numbed by key clacks //
With a knack to manipulate this head fulla blues //
I muse upon the view til the truth start to ooze //
Nothing nice in the news, with some ice to the bruise //
I choose to sit swirling the Soul Storm brew //
Sippin from the short straws I've been drawing for certain //
Await the fall of the curtain with my insides hurtin //
Hangin ... by a psychedelic thread //
I calibrate my Souls Edge feeling close to the ledge //
Heart sank, empty tank but I've blanks to fill in //
Cus all this deaths put a lag on my legacy building //
But I dont frantically charge with bombardments of art //
I take a step back from the parchment I'm parched //
Respect a snails pace, while bombs drop in some place //
I sculpt one slug at a time as arms race //

All lyrics by dsgrace & Kronus
Beats by Kronus