Wk03 - The Witness vs. Soulstice

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Sacred Scriptures Week 03

10. The Witness vs. 11. Soulstice

Verses due: Monday, March 26th 2007.
Voting ends: Friday, March 30th 2007.

Please vote on 3 battles.

Goodluck

[Pig fucker]

check, goodluck

[soulstice.]

dito

[soulstice.]

Theys say people that live in a glass house shouldn't throw stones
But I live in a glass castle, with thousands of these fools protecting it
and these puppets and syncophants are the only ones that would ever
EVER
throw one back

I announce; I cannot feel denial, as whats real compiles
Into a heap, the sheerest spire - of my fears and trials
Of my followers pursue my words, they take action
Then I mute my words. One minute I spew beauty's verbs
Then I take the stage, filled with pain and rage
And verbalize chop logic that fuels hurt, and maims my slaves.
My peons, the lab rats I lean on, attempting to change their ways.
As I keep on ravaging - the least sacred trade.
A tounge battling it's mind - forming the most painful blade.

I grasp a thought and close my eyes
Cans filled with MY lies litter the ocean side
I order broken minds, not even a little fucked
As I scream from the pedestal, pick them up!

Angels stray from their homes to hear twisted readings
Flailing to my music, like a child in a little mist, who's sleeping
Double-edged katana, every word my lip is speaking
But I'm the one with the shield, not these crippled weaklings
But they listen, breathing in every sound I screech
As their hands, and their allegiance, surround my feet
Like zombies, they dumbfoundly reach for another one
of a speech that I'll profoundly speak, to these townie freaks.
My words echo from a city to the town down the creek.
As my powers beat dissimulation into minds violently
Crocodiles of the world - cry for me! I know they weep silently

And the child I made mine bleeds through his future
Body-soul-mind-rape. reality seems like illusions
Bleeding profusely, through his soul, a spirit lost
Don't follow me, is one thing never said from the synagogue


Life is dark when the concepts dead, and God has fled
So people come to me, lacking logic in their rotten heads
Throwing upon me' the problems bred, so I take advantage
How can I art an emblazoned canvas?
These fools already follow the law that might be nonexistant
Suffering from a constant vision
Of a second coming condescending upon these lemmings
As i continue to wrong the setting
No salvation for me, just "salvation" for you
I correct you denizens, but never find a place in the pew!


Another agnostic fallen victim to confusion
thought to be saved from visions that undo him
Infected from facts priests inject in his mind
another religion reactant: Dead or Alive!

[The Witness....]

Kevin I know you're opposed to extensions. But I need one, until tomorrow. It is the only way I can possibly show, because there is no hope of me dropping tonight, I barely made time to come on and tell you. If not, it's cool. But if you could do that (and if soulstice agrees). Thank you. You have my word that I WILL show

[soulstice.]

sure drop tomoro

[fastforwords]

you have until i go to bed to drop a verse.

[The Witness....]

sorry for the lateness.

Everything he touches, rushes from his clutches
everythin he grasps, gasps and scarpers fast
he isn't forgiving...he's the type to hold grudges
the next level.......does not mean the last

gripping the knife; ripping the life from six kids and a wife
thinking it's right, spending his life, living in spite
he walks to a lake, and lifts with his might
and dumps his victims, in to the night......riddled with fright
misery, blight, and fights.....his liver is tight
damn drink, he can't even damn think; never mind put pen to ink
then like magic,one appears from his hand....he lifts the flask quick
And he sips
it isn't over, he won the battle; the war's a supernova
but he's a soldier
so with a chip on his shoulder......he's leaves
---------please select next battle--------------
Not the end, just the next level
is he the best?.........it takes several
gun on his chest, he grabs his boots and puts on his vest
loads his weapon....and put's his foot on the gas


oops goggles slipped


forget the politics, war is about morals, kids
'you can not mess with us....we'll show you how vast our power is'
but this isn't just a war; this is self cleansing
but our little soldier can't be helped; frenzied
although forenzics, don't think he's authentic
that's why they took his urine in to test it

*please insert another coin....*

'I won't hurt another boy' he screams as his world is now destroyed
I promise, this isn't what I meant to be
he embezzled me, knowing I'm not all there mentally
My boss told me that it was just a formality
He told me the whole world is virtual reality
please don't me mad at me'

Kids.....don't be gullible
stay in school.

[soulstice.]

dope now vote suckas.

[Engivale]

both were really good technically so I got no gripes about it... as I expected from you two. Witness did seem as hurried as he seemed to be, his topic selection and the story he decided on was pretty overdone kind of stuff and he probably knows it... I get more into the religious stuff Soulstice was talking about, and feeling apart from the church and everything. It was a pretty well-thought out verse, one of my favorite lines here...

As my powers beat dissimulation into minds violently
Crocodiles of the world - cry for me! I know they weep silently

Funny play on crocodile tears, there were a lot of other clever lines that's just an example, but Soul's verse was just more clever and better thought out than Witty's this week.

vote Soulstice

[Witty]

Thanks man...more votes please

[Tim]

Soulstice wins

The Witness loses