The Final Peace

Intro:
Seven years, and we’ve reached the eve/
O monstro do Massama esta proximo/
Sleep well, before you sleep forever/

Verse 1:
We let them live a life that’s a lie far enough, now let’s empty the reality/
And truth that’s assisted by the mirror of mortality/
The hour glass sands start the plan for the tragedy/
Vanity and blasphemy will turn you casualty/
Actually, we take pride in these fatalities/
For the world seems to feed off the agony/
The rich get richer, while the broke get bitter/
And their spirit whittled down to a borderline quitter/
Some living off of hope, others living off of dope/
And others hate living, thoughts of hanging from the rope, man/
Or going over with the dose/
But afraid to tell most cause they’ll take it as a joke/
Bloodshed of men, women, children and the babies/
We care for the moment, till the next one crazy/
That it happens so much that the mindset’s lazy/
If it happens once again, now I’m thinking will it faze me?/
And all this hate we can’t escape/
Use to be behind you back, now they throw it in your face/
Ill skilled leaders try to make things great/
But not for you nigga you posses the wrong traits/
And these youngins can’t lie they kinda worry me/
They got me tools but can’t build themselves socially/
Don’t like the grind necessary for the shine/
Want the highest of rewards but in half of the time/
It don’t work like that, when life fights back/
With the pressure of a piston, up your pace and fight back/
And to this culture that we fail to protect/
Allowed to be corrupted and drained of respect/
The underground’s rising to the level of a threat/
That’ll kill any need for a major to direct/
Which gives us prime time to inject/
In the worlds bloodstream a mean science project/

Chorus:
There will be, a final silence in your sleep/
Sun over the peaks and meal for you to eat/
Final person on this plane for the last words you speak/
Memory to store for your mind to repeat/
Location that you’re placed by your own two feet/
Final draft of the cold, final wave of the heat/
A final time to learn and a final time to teach/
For the eve of our breach now marks the final peace/

Verse 2:
Que isso Kanodadda/
Is it two joined souls or a monstrous sonata?/
Both plus more for the fans of our saga/
For those who claim Omega, we are your Okada/
This beast, was born from necessity/
Though it’s meant to harm it truly represents a better me/
And speaks for the ones powerless to the weaponry/
Given to the ones who control so possessively/
Many years that the time has been testing me/
The final exam of our work is impressively/
The greatest of achievements from a finalized agreement/
Life starts tomorrow, so no I’m not leaving/
Looking at a land that put meaning in my speech/
And it gave a platform to extend it’s very reach/
It’s a shame it will be painted with their blood on the streets/
But it must be done for this is the final peace/