September 12th/Dominoes by Detroit Leprechaun Lyrics
[Detroit Leprechaun]
Listing, listing all the reasons to keep moving
That’s what the zealots want me doing
Why must I be a martyr when I can simply be a champion?
Every paladin will envy this rapscallion
Figureheads stay ducking, it’s a turkey shoot
Trees felled? I never heard the noise
Precursor to smoking my righteous fruition
I’m born to water but I know not to drink
Floating 300 cubits not even scythes can sink, just don’t blink
One shark’s eclipse is another’s inheritance
I’ll pave the way, the masked will never see it coming
A murdered prophet for profit doesn’t earn a second coming
Picture the avaricious reaching Elysium
[D'shon]
I’ve disappointed the anointed,
Took what wasn’t mine and coined it,
fingers have been pointed, they don’t suspect I who was appointed,
I stole a piece of paradise,
and sold it 2 times the original price,
A pair of dice holds a trial against a world of spoils,
and of weak wills,
My conscious kills irresponsibly,
The abyss went blind seeing the evil in me,
Saints marching to the tempo of the sinners,
be 1 with the six, enjoy the cold chicken dinner
[Detroit Leprechaun]
Machine firing on all cylinders handling this slippery slope
Clamp perdition by the throat like clockwork
That fosters that latch-key kid with iron veneer
Stainless steel when sheared – never rust
30 pieces of silver and they’ll crunch
Like my tower tipping w/out me slipping by the fire escape
I will go to wake
Listing, listing all the reasons to keep moving
That’s what the zealots want me doing
Why must I be a martyr when I can simply be a champion?
Every paladin will envy this rapscallion
Figureheads stay ducking, it’s a turkey shoot
Trees felled? I never heard the noise
Precursor to smoking my righteous fruition
I’m born to water but I know not to drink
Floating 300 cubits not even scythes can sink, just don’t blink
One shark’s eclipse is another’s inheritance
I’ll pave the way, the masked will never see it coming
A murdered prophet for profit doesn’t earn a second coming
Picture the avaricious reaching Elysium
[D'shon]
I’ve disappointed the anointed,
Took what wasn’t mine and coined it,
fingers have been pointed, they don’t suspect I who was appointed,
I stole a piece of paradise,
and sold it 2 times the original price,
A pair of dice holds a trial against a world of spoils,
and of weak wills,
My conscious kills irresponsibly,
The abyss went blind seeing the evil in me,
Saints marching to the tempo of the sinners,
be 1 with the six, enjoy the cold chicken dinner
[Detroit Leprechaun]
Machine firing on all cylinders handling this slippery slope
Clamp perdition by the throat like clockwork
That fosters that latch-key kid with iron veneer
Stainless steel when sheared – never rust
30 pieces of silver and they’ll crunch
Like my tower tipping w/out me slipping by the fire escape
I will go to wake