Prijevod: Sukob. Skrivena ruka.
privilege Will reclaim the rights denied them Their discontentment breeds and greed An overwhelming force condemns Enemies on all fronts A strategy of deceit The hidden hand
mind climbing out this fucking corner I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals A forgotten rebel Passed through the absence of parentally hands
all we've been through You know I'm ready for you The shaken are desperate for new sounds on old ground To bury reflections, infections from strong hands
Lexicon from falling into the hands of their darksome nemesis. According to the Martian artifact, several fragments of the Lexicon were hidden on the
origin unknown... mayhap crafted by the same vaunted cartographer as the infamous Piri Reis map itself?) won in a game of cards at Portsmouth Docks... a fortuitous hand
I'm driven My linebackers is missing Send you back and good rides Trapped in this mission where snakes and rats is forbidden Keep my gun hidden niggaz
