Trouble follows behind a wicked mind 20/20 vision of the prism of light but still blind because you lack the inner, every sinner will end up in the everlastin’ winter of hellfire where thorns and splinters pick your third eye out You cry out your words fly out, and sounds die out You remain unheard, sufferin’ eternally, internal external Along with your wicked fraternal of generals and colonels Releasin’ thermonuclear heat that burns you firmly And permanently upon this journey Through the journal of the book of life. Those who took a life without justice will become just ice ice ice
