
Posted by Eminem on 5/12/2003, 3:21 am, in reply to "Lose Yourself {Thread}" nothing
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Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers
I'm not a wrestler guy
I'll knock you out if you talk about me
Come and see me on the streets alone
If you assholes doubt me
And if wanna run your mouth
Then come and take your best shot at me
Lyrics
On the Stage
In the past, the world was perhaps a wiser place, despite its lack of scientific knowledge, or its great technology, or the complexity that today plagues our world as much as it advances it. Are the dark ages truly dark, or just a time when such was the world that there was no need for glaring neon lights, the heart knew its way without the blaring symbols of modernism. Can you trace the years back to when the unicorn walked free, with noble visage un-lined by care or burden, when the lithe form of silver would flash across a flower sprinkled field beneath a liquid ray of sun, or ghost across a moonlit clearing with the radiance of a fallen star? The years are as many as the rings of a giant oak, lost in time the memories have all but faded from our culture, to the point where all we remember is a glory that we can no longer grasp, and our world is dimmer for the failure. For they were lost, as all to often the most beautiful and innocent of things are, tarnished by a touch to acid for its beauty, by a carelessness that should never have been. And we mourn them, though it is too late for tears....
The pale one of the seas heart is shifting restlessly in the growing darkness, as if the slowness of which the night was approaching was causing the master impatience as obsidian scythes cut their way across the roof of hell. Empty gaze is seeking, running across the world that lay in his protection, drawing those who knew him to himself, those that words had been spoken with before the raids, but now were lost. Those who knew him from another place and time, jaded, talisman, blue crush, artifact.....those that knew him only recently, and the zombie sought more from, kuro hane, lirael, axia, exist.... Carbon seeps from respitory system like scouts sent to the others, skull elevated as a sweep of the surrounds attempts to find these mortals.
Album Credits
Recorded in: Leviathan Sea
By the: Royal Guard
Stage Crew: Chained Angel, Regicide, The Shining
Back-up Vocals: Nemesis, gld Karida
In dedication to: the only bytch to provide the drugs my soul desires, Hells Steal
Featuring: Mirage, Flood
Cast the record in: Bronze
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