The Crimson Syndicate - My Skin As Archives Synopsis Of I Lyrics

[By Strychnine]

(As darkness lost itself in obscurity)

I won't lie about this;
This Hip-Hop s___ was more of a challenge for me than a gift
First of all, I ain't here to rap about how Ill my flow is,
I don't need to prove s___! It would be a waste time of precious skills.
My mental cap behind a track, pushing your f___ing teeth as you f__got, now listen...

I'm a writer first and foremost, still trying to remodel controversy,
Into any shape or form that might incite curiosity and sometimes jealousy and see, that's just me...
Making new friends and enemies in every country and every scene.

I noticed early that I had to be evil offspring and of course...
I realized it once I dreamt of seeing myself raping my dear mother's corpse.
I was ten years old, how could I have know that my destiny was foretold
By most prophets and holy books, as the coming of Shaitan's son,
The Adversary, the Antichrist
Who would put God's lies under a different perspective, for I am the bearer of light
Lucifer: the karma theosopher...
Get used to it and from now on call me master.

I know all this is f___ed up and wrong, trust me,
I hated myself for years knowing I could harbor those kind of thoughts
Such hatred inside: the struggle only made me powerful tenfold
The war within: those scars I wear, to me, are more valuable than gold.

I ain't asking for your understanding, let alone your indulgence
Anyway I know most of you as narrow-minded stupid f___s
Who couldn't possibly understand what I've been through and what I've lived
The explanation behind that most unusual transgression I'm caught in.

See I don't dress "fresh", give myself an attitude that couldn't reflect
All the past influences that made me the man I am and I stretch.
On how, as an individual, it made me much more complex,
I don't put on XXL shirts when in it, I could fit two of myself
And I don't rep sport teams either on my chest, that I'll leave to Alex,
I'm reppin' Darkthrone g______ it, what the Hell d'you know about northern darkness?

The one that pushes well-educated kids to suicide out of no particular reasons,
The one that turns husbands into murderers 'cause of financial problems
Fathers raping their own daughters, yet they'll be the ones molested in prison
In this province we kill, not for revenge, religion or rebellion,
On normal occasions, well we simply kill out of boredom.

I ain't asking for your understanding, let alone your indulgence,
Anyway I know most of you as narrow-minded stupid f___s
Who couldn't possibly understand what I've been through and what I've lived
The explanation behind that most unusual transgression I'm caught in.
Synopsis of I, 2007, Strychnine, TheAftermath and The Crimson Syndicate.

Yo, and we too, got our share of pathetic idiots,
Going ahead and showering classmates with bullets
Like that gothic f__get from Dawson College,
I wish I could've blown his stupid head first, the f___in' gay t___.

Not necessarily because of what he did to those kids,
But mostly 'cause he did it all for the wrong reasons and in the end.
It's these f___in' cretins that gives extreme music the wrong reputation,
Fingers are pointed at us as if we were the cause behind the bloodshed and mayhem.

Then again I ain't denying it;
That this headline left me somehow indifferent
Kimveer Gill, you came out of the closet with an semi-automatic riffle
To the world you'll be remembered as a spree-killing psycho, it's only natural,
But to me you'll always remain just another dead h___sexual.

Despite all that;
These streets are where I'm from and I'm proud of it
Montreal, and I can change this city around as I see fit,
But of course, this here, is only a slight peek
Of who I truly am as just another insipid human being.

And with all that said...
Let me introduce myself.