Walls cave in, I cant feel my chest,
Lungs start to collapse, cant take no breath,
About to burn in hell, I have nothing left,
The only guaranteed in life, is death...

Ensayne:

Guarantees only last so long, their like warrants,
Digging into the depths of your soul, eternal torment,
Rose petals wilt to the mind of the florist,
If life is a city, consider death its tourist,
The only thing guaranteed in life is death, so why fight it?
Why not just let it come and go, and sift out in silence?
Why must the path of eternal suffering be placed on violence?
Why do we over time start to come alert to the sirens?
Close your eyes, imagine a meadow filled with flowers in bloom,
Release your thoughts about 911 and the towers of doom,
Allow your subconscious to relay your mind while the showers come through,
Let the rain stomp on your shoulders like some powerful shoes,
Leaving imprints in your mind, to the depths of your soul,
Living for the here and now knowing deaths what will hold,
Onto you if you dont let it go and put it in the past,
Release your worries, let life fly by in a flash...

Walls cave in, I cant feel my chest,
Lungs start to collapse, cant take no breath,
About to burn in hell, I have nothing left,
The only guaranteed in life, is death...

King Cobra:

Life gave me choices,that i live with now,
Life gave us emcee voices,and lines it allows,
It guarantees the chance, to make yourself great,
Allows us to be enhanced, skills to make ones life straight,
Different paths to follow, and roll models along the way,
Pain you do swallow, but you will always be okay,
It guarantees forgiveness, whenever i do wrong,
And will ease pain, because your never to strong,
Lifes anger will tug, forgiveness of hard times,
Weather your a pill thug, or someone with retard rhymes,
Forgiveness of emotional pain, that will never go away,
Strength of a devotional man, and wind that blows astray,
Guarantees ups and downs, and scars to remind you,
And ability to understand sound, vision to blind through,
Clarity of vision, even with no eyes to see,
Life above precision, is what it guarantees to me..

Walls cave in, I cant feel my chest,
Lungs start to collapse, cant take no breath,
About to burn in hell, I have nothing left,
The only guaranteed in life, is death...

Joka:

Life is a myth my story untold,
the frozen deaths cold grip i withhold,
im thinking to myself what have I just done?,
has my road to hell officially just begun?,
Death was a prison i was always on the run,
shaking the hands of satan was as painful as being stung,
blinded by lies I buried my trust into a coffin,
like a password I forgot so im unable to log in,
why is my eyes dark and i cant see with a radar,
scanning for signs that detect how black my thoughts are,
i admit life is a tissue cuase im always being used,
like a one night stand im not ready for that kind of abuse,
when i watch t.v. I guarantee you I surf the channels,
my inner demon doesn have cable so i read a book and lite a candle
just keep a eye on the lanes that separate heaven and hell,
even if life is fresh death surley makes it stale..