Sabac - The Ritual lyrics

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Sabac - The Ritual lyrics

[Chorus] Yo it's the ritual, the body, mind, the physical is visible The spiritual's invisible The visual, practice patterns based on vision through the ritual Unpredictable, you sitting through the ritual The body, mind, the physical is visible The spiritual's invisible The visual, practice patterns based on vision through the ritual Unpredictable [Verse 1] Escape the afterlife, we in the days of sacred sacrifice Ceremony rituals conducted by a cast of light Past heights of Heaven, most are in Hell or alone I channel ? for the angelical stone Delve in the zone, my vision ? shadows I follow the sons of light, existence covet by the pharaohs Blood on arrows, crossbows, flesh of the wicked Put to d**h ? life oppressed or convicted Possessed by the sickness, message from the wickeds Conflicted and restricted, America's a business Terrorists flipped it, not condoning their actions But they got us on our toes, now we know what can happen Imagine if we could prevent every tragic event Not by war but what we saw from using magic instead It's a blast to the head to all lost in the promise The fast of the dead and a cultured conscious [Chorus] [Verse 2] Some say I'm wise beyond my years, I feel I'm years beyond wisdom I find a ? after all these years I'm not behind prison Seek dependence and friendships, my amendments are endless Taking risks has been the gist of how legends remain remembered Not pretentious, I'm honest, try to defend us I promise Cause only trust can hold just with these offenders upon us Too many leaders are speechless, too many cowards in power A weakness that'll beat us, smoky clouds in the towers I speak the loudest and proudest debating hatred and evil The greatest rage we are equal engage the faces of evil I take my faith like I ? and die for cause or rebellion Call it the laws of a felon, it's more a**ault that I'm selling Give me applause when I'm yelling and bleeding, beating my chest Screaming freedom or d**h, defeating beasts of the flesh Only sleep when I rest, wake up to balance the pressure A talent that can be measured on how much ? oppress us [Chorus]

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