Snowflake Black The Bastard Lyrics
The Bastard by SnowFlake Black
The Bastard
The wandering, un-chosen son of none
Heeds the call of nothing as he needs to fall to nothingness
The Bastard - casted as the cast out
A blasphemy from rapture that's been captured up by the blindness of
Happenings
The Bastard adopted as a response to constant evil
Running over all around him,
They found them a bastard - the blood of one
He is the only one. Until his times done not even pastors will say his name
Verse 1
Blood type unknown. Flows red
Veins are blue like everybody else
Nothing knew
He looks for the individual in to establish ground
A pilot light that needs the gas to burn your house down.
Only looking for flame to set your four walls ablaze
No shelter
Weather of the outside melded with Sulfur, to melt ya
Melt you down to the core
Shown Bone hard like the stone he is
Erroneous is the name of God that abandoned him,
Forms of a father's were never blankets to keep warm
All he knows if there ever was one he chose
Be probably full of holes, so he's bare with chill in the air
Let it be known to the world of this outcast
Steadfast on a bad path of destruction
Reluctant is he to befriend you
In the end you're the enemy
All grimacing at him eventually
Chorus
The bastard - a wonderment, a chosen son of none
Needs the call of nothing just to see the fall of ugliness
The Bastard
Cast with the task of casting out the masquerade of rapture
That was mastered though his happenings
Bastard
Blocking out all the taunts of the flaunted evil that's over none that stay
Around him
Behold now a bastard, the blood of one
For now the only one
Before his times down he even passes down his good name
Verse 2
Serves a sentence as a stigma
Enigma of passionate irrational clash of chaos we call love
Its accurate he drapes his face competently with vacancy
Never looking down or above as he moves
Now move, remove yourself from his path its best to not cross absolution of
His wrath
Touching on all seven of the sins, rubs thighs of the lustful, to
Understand how heaven can begin
Smooth as he gets to breeding with greed
Breathing sexual thoughts on the tongue to show how big his pride hung
Back n forth from vanity to rage, he insanity of patience had him thrusting
'Til he fills her up with gluttony
Tires and filling emptiness, he sloths across the bed of iniquity
Pondering moralistic antiquities
Quickly then she dressed to hit the road and roll again
But bet that he bad to say he fucked mortal sin
Chorus
Verse 3
He'll rip through his raw flesh to open his own heart
Realigning the chambers, make different parts tangle
With veins for when pain hits the nerves
It lets the brain recognize all his troubles are essential for his gain
Trouble's a necessary evil with the people around em
Forever bound by the seediness in their grounding
A simple soul misunderstood
But he hoods his emotions and focuses to survive the land of soldiers
Tempting him to just like them
He only fights like them for because the night is unforgiving as his
Teacher
Yet even preaching demons never sway the road paved
By the vagrant who made decisions to make it between the shades of gray
Now he fights for the singular quintessential from of peace
To be released from the clutches of the devils tail
He's then grasped by talons of the balance
They lift him, 'til he one day gives his
Gifts to someone else
Chorus
The wandering, un-chosen son of none
Heeds the call of nothing as he needs to fall to nothingness
The Bastard - casted as the cast out
A blasphemy from rapture that's been captured up by the blindness of
Happenings
The Bastard adopted as a response to constant evil
Running over all around him,
They found them a bastard - the blood of one
He is the only one. Until his times done not even pastors will say his name
Verse 1
Blood type unknown. Flows red
Veins are blue like everybody else
Nothing knew
He looks for the individual in to establish ground
A pilot light that needs the gas to burn your house down.
Only looking for flame to set your four walls ablaze
No shelter
Weather of the outside melded with Sulfur, to melt ya
Melt you down to the core
Shown Bone hard like the stone he is
Erroneous is the name of God that abandoned him,
Forms of a father's were never blankets to keep warm
All he knows if there ever was one he chose
Be probably full of holes, so he's bare with chill in the air
Let it be known to the world of this outcast
Steadfast on a bad path of destruction
Reluctant is he to befriend you
In the end you're the enemy
All grimacing at him eventually
Chorus
The bastard - a wonderment, a chosen son of none
Needs the call of nothing just to see the fall of ugliness
The Bastard
Cast with the task of casting out the masquerade of rapture
That was mastered though his happenings
Bastard
Blocking out all the taunts of the flaunted evil that's over none that stay
Around him
Behold now a bastard, the blood of one
For now the only one
Before his times down he even passes down his good name
Verse 2
Serves a sentence as a stigma
Enigma of passionate irrational clash of chaos we call love
Its accurate he drapes his face competently with vacancy
Never looking down or above as he moves
Now move, remove yourself from his path its best to not cross absolution of
His wrath
Touching on all seven of the sins, rubs thighs of the lustful, to
Understand how heaven can begin
Smooth as he gets to breeding with greed
Breathing sexual thoughts on the tongue to show how big his pride hung
Back n forth from vanity to rage, he insanity of patience had him thrusting
'Til he fills her up with gluttony
Tires and filling emptiness, he sloths across the bed of iniquity
Pondering moralistic antiquities
Quickly then she dressed to hit the road and roll again
But bet that he bad to say he fucked mortal sin
Chorus
Verse 3
He'll rip through his raw flesh to open his own heart
Realigning the chambers, make different parts tangle
With veins for when pain hits the nerves
It lets the brain recognize all his troubles are essential for his gain
Trouble's a necessary evil with the people around em
Forever bound by the seediness in their grounding
A simple soul misunderstood
But he hoods his emotions and focuses to survive the land of soldiers
Tempting him to just like them
He only fights like them for because the night is unforgiving as his
Teacher
Yet even preaching demons never sway the road paved
By the vagrant who made decisions to make it between the shades of gray
Now he fights for the singular quintessential from of peace
To be released from the clutches of the devils tail
He's then grasped by talons of the balance
They lift him, 'til he one day gives his
Gifts to someone else
Chorus