i remember the first timeclosing my eyes in an abandon buildingit was last night demonic spirits was head of this house circlingi woke up mumblingmy soul felt troubling my heart beat was runningon shadowless fistlesspunches constraining attempting to possessthe human flesh after a few secondsi caught my breath and resisted the devil and he fleadwas this a nightmare orpost pone home sickness what ever it was itfelt wicked unclean i seenpass events of pass people sucked in ventsof deaths door mat welcomebut i shook him wit a bob marley cdevery things going to be all rightso i spent the night in cold fightswhite becomes gray and i can'tbelieve these dick riders still sayi lie i rather die my style can'tbe replaced thats why you talk shitbecause you ain't in my face but the last3 lines was a waste returning back tomind over matter postive over negativechris stole another joint from ughhdid you know te te in chinese meanshand and hand me and my girl friendriding to the end!