Speak Verse 1 Coda: Welcome. Wherever you are out there, right now, I'm glad you made it here Verse 1: I kneel to the earth To clutch a fist full of sand In my palm I see patterns Forming words in my hand Born to understand and comprehend What my diction lends to sin And channel through the enamel That unravels my travel, because Along the strobing halogen bulbs I walk forever shunned To rub the rare and untouched Perchance, I was s**ed Into a universe that held me too much Or not enough Drugged by superstition And ignoring intervention Your vision's often tempting But following instruction Is your function that caters Your deduction to a stunned outcome And, if these words are my last words And you fail to reply Know this is not where evil lived But where (my) humanity died Your world has lied Been a liar, lying to life Living a lie, supplying mankind With wrong and right A plight that must suffice As I blitz into the night Seeing God's face in ink blotches His vices enter my glottis The artist lends an ear Vincent Van Gogh Let this man go, untold And be brilliantly fused Where my pain becomes a room Ripping me inside out You often call it rap Word up, no doubt With your wax people With wax thoughts In a wax world Drifting into space What a wax waste It is only on these rainy days That I could only wish for sun rays To make all of my wax problems Just melt away Chorus 1 (x2): So, speak Without losing control of tongue and cheek Dogma harbors Hell And Hell is used to harbor weak Weak Weak is the result of many lies That they use to program dreams On the retina of your eyes Why Why won't you believe my warning sign Being brainwashed is not the way to healthy minds Verse 2, written by Ralph Prater Invention Concrete evidence of comprehension Illustrating optimal potential of a nation Lifelines were used to procreate And gather food But often separated By the lesser minds of fools And everything a new discovery Should probably teach us Is often desecrated By the interfering leeches Filter out uniqueness Individuals are dangerous as any virus That's supposed to be contagious To target market ages The young and the impressioned Barricade the lie And vaccinate contamination I hope this message sinks in I only have a pen And every attribute Of any healthy human being Yeah, I can help you reach it But only if you see it I can grab your flesh And hope my music grabs your spirit Impervious are lyrics Made to live beyond Even after songs are done Kaleidoscopes of hope Scriptures of elixirs Applied to hollow wounds By means of painting mental pictures Chorus 2 (x1) Outro Coda: This is my life. This is my story. This is where More Die of Heartbreak