Tsar Hand Songtext
von Istasha

In this metaphor, in order to exercise these ghosts
We have to remove the distortion that creates them
Straighten out the mind
Distortion

Straight line acting, vector tactics
Amnesia, blackened retrospective
An eye for an eye, the debt corrected
Your life for a lie, like contraceptive

Go separate me out of the pack, I distillate
This ain′t worse than what I give back, reciprocate
Tachyon like the speed when I dash, a swift decay
Always left for death, never pick a day, I stand all the-

Pressure on, put it to the bone on the off switch
Discoloured, wishing this collar would pop, bitch
Unless you wanna migrate, I'ma pause on the topic
Risk all, I give you my maw then go toxic


Pressure on, put it to the bone on the off switch
Discoloured, wishing this collar would pop, bitch
Unless you wanna migrate, I′ma pause on the topic
Risk all, I give you my maw then go toxic

Get 'bout the chems, I don't care to get up out the stain
Like the cleaner gon′ wipe the metal fuck decay
I will stay solo beneath the clouds of what I crave
Corroded the covers, decoded water rot away

Wasting away with the core set on
By how I shoot it like rain from my gore tex gun (distortion)

(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
Aye

Pressure on, put it to the bone on the off switch
Discoloured, wishing this collar would pop, bitch
I-I-I-I-I′ma pause on the topic
Risk all, I give you my maw then go toxic

Pressure on, put it to the bone on the off switch
Discoloured, wishing this collar would pop, bitch
Unless you wanna migrate, I'ma pause on the topic
Risk all, I give you my maw then go toxic