[Lucipher Howlz]

Not sure if I got much left cus my days are minimal-
Just a crazy criminal laying on his death bed with fadin' visuals-
It makes me miserable, Answer my prayers or send a Pagan ritual-
To get me out this book of life, cus every page is rippable-
I embraced this critical situation even tho this place is cynical-
The devil's lair which makes me scared versus the greatest pinnacle-
to breach the fences of reaching heaven- Mentally I might need a weapon-
this coma has me beneath the trenches- but I keep forgettin'-
that I was deep in debt when, I decided to neglect this lesson-
Had a high speed chase when I pulled over and then left em guessin'-
Hands up! Get out the car and he told me to freeze-
I did the opposite as I listened to the cold winter breeze-
holding the leaves, lay on my stomach, I'm scolding the tree-
The coldness in me is worthless, so I went & sold it for free-
no purchase, I'm worth it? cus my soul isn't me-
I lay restless but I can hear every word that is spoke-
caught in between realms thats why earth is a joke-
Cant choose between heaven & hell cus the curtain is closed -
But the fire inside me is certain there's smoke-
I'm caught between the light & hiding behind the darkness-
I'm filled with so much fright, but I'm gliding behind a shark fin-
Got my family scared but I'm sharp like darts of a dedicated marksman-
Whether I live or die that decides from the heavens above-
no one near my body when they pull the plug, Thats a lesson of love-