Shizzah's Mental Asylum

[Ritter]

Construction of elements upon my enterance
Veterans and gentlemen, a whole population I'm better than
Sitting on the roof gazing on a casket
See half-way through the nightsky, blast it
Intellects combined of five minds in one grind
I would see the whole globe if I was blind
The casket started shaking, although it was empty
Should I rest in peace? It was tempting
Reminiscent of the morning, and how it was blessed
See more papers with death letters than a printing press
Style-makers and trend-setters see more light then a contact lens
Questioned my age, I owned you like a gramps
I had greater intellect than you when I was in Pamp's
If your cash is like your talent, you be living off food stamps
Image after image, color after color, an unfinished painting
Why finish when the whole world is waiting?
Grab a popcorn and watch the show
Another death letter delivered by a black crow
Winter covered in cold,blooded black snow
Switch topics like seasons, the last one was cold
I should send detectives on your ass,because of that style you stole
I craft the mold, I insert the flow, I deal the final blow
I grow, I glow, it's all about me
I desintegrate oxygen in your lungs like nuclear industry
Burning glaciers of ice, not a melted centimeter
The smell of ether, bringing back memories

Scriptures and pictures carved for centuries
None have decyphered them with tons of lecturings
The Romans conquered all of Europe then collapsed
Perhaps, it lasts when it's in balance, not all of valance
War isn't everything, people lived before they invented weapons
Now we have guns that pierce through skin in a split second
Imagine the population increase without war
By the 15th century,we'd have billions of people
Fly on planes with eagles, without weapons that are lethal
Knowledge is needed, and it's a painted picture
Write this down, and tad it on a scripture

[Ritter]

Obscure History line coming soon...

[Ritter]

The gentle brush strokes on the painter's canvas
Light in the room is shed by bloody candles
It was reflected by the bronze snatch of his sandals
Jesters of the hall court in The Macedonia Castle
Apocalypse of the mental hemisphere
The end is near, the Black Mace engineer
Write horror novels on the wall of the Asylum
Kids playing outside thinking it's kindergarten
Corporate comitee with their cigars large
Eviscerate you to show you who's in charge
The powers of a word include both mend and hurt
Cuss on you to leave your face eating the dirt
The hierarchy of evolution is extremely unfair
Before humans, trees were for millions of years there
Now we cut them and we just don't care
We in a way slaughter our own fathers
When we eat fishes,and toss their bones to garbage
The Nords discovered America half a century before Columbus
Leif wasn't interested to what will be now among us
That isn't what stunned us... It was the Indians
The kings wanted to make them their minions
There was the origin of racism, and the wicked image
Crooked minds ready to rape and pillage
Only a small conquistador percentage
Came there for knowledge, and to learn the mysteries
We didn't make this shit up, this is history

[Maccabee Ridah]

Yo man, this is some really ill shyt....

Major propz for every single verse previously posted....

It was hell of a read....

Keep it up man.....

Peace................................
-suuuuuuuuu///

[Ritter]

The Roman Empire was the biggest in Earths history
United Gaul,forming a single nation,relishing their fist fury
Animated by a same spirit,can defy the Universe
Vercingetorix almost made Ceasar's empire disperse
With a modest coinpurse he made the matters worse
With absolutely no chance, he reversed
The path of the war, the greatest Gaul
To fall, was one of the greatest generals of all
The Romans looked like a puny country
That couldn't conquer a tribe of barbarians
When the meat-robber looked like a vegetarian
Vercingetorix is a heroic example of Gallic virtue and resolve
A proof how empires without a leader slowly dissolve
Ceasar had to play dirty in the final battle
He rallied his men like a herd of cattle
Laid a siege fortification right outside the walls
Cingeto surrounded the Romans, the battle stalls
Ceasar waited for relief, a hundred thousand men
Found a weak spot in the defenses,ran it sensless then
Broke the fortification down, and the Gauls were done
The general had to surrender, and the war was gone
His name in translation from Latin scribes--
'Superior War King' to survive the times
And 'Leader of the High Council'
A great person both in the sword and mind
Obscure History is there, for us to find
Lack of knowledge is just making us blind
Never enough wisdom, to make us sublime
Our story ends in 46 B.C.
Vercingetorix R.I.P.

[Ritter]

Back when angels were not even a dream
Back when Gods existed wherever you gleam
The Ancient Greeks couldn't explain the storms
They made Poseidon, a vision of unformed
The lore of blood and gore was Ares-born
The God of War, left the battlefields blown
Hephaestus supplied them with brimstones
Rhea was made to explain the thorns
The world stayed torn, above it's norm
Ruled by myths and visions of no core form
The Sumer had the same story 3 milleniums before
The Vikings of the north had Thor
While Mayans and Incas celebrated the bee swarm
Aztecs celebrated the sacrifice and slaughter to the floor
Aborigin religion opened the door tens of thousands years before
From the cave art, you know that it's actually four
Religion is something that is born all across the Earth's core
On different places, in different time, with no connections
Cults of Osiris, Neith and Isis celebrated resurrections
History is learned from books not from lessons
In school, it's the easiest way of manipulation
How to breed a nation filled with deception
Lies engrave a feeling of needing redemption
The true war heroes aren't even an honorable mention
We can change the present and the future
But history is carved in stone, immobile like the suture
You can't have history if you don't have time
Pick up a book and open up your mind

[Maccabee Ridah]

Damn man, I must say I am amazed with this one....!!!
Ur versez r gettin more complexed & better each time........

I know we have the same prime language, so I am very amazed with vocabs u r usin in ur versez...... They r really insane......

Keep it up, u r gettin really better and better......!!!

Major propz man....

Peace....................
-suuuuuuuu///

[Ritter]

Thanks man. I think that's about it for Obscure History for now. More will come later.

I'll probably finish the Tyrael story now.

[Guarded By Martyrs]

I'm gonna sit down with a blunt and read through this thread bro......

"You've Been Busy"

"You Know What It Is"

Nice touch with the "Sylar Painting"

[Father N Dangerous]

yeah shits def. above average ya know wat im sayin' always a good read, feelin da style

[Ritter]

Sacred wings went from divine to obscene
Went from restoration spells to morphine
His once wise words now are profane
He owned three seas, like he was propane
Now he owns a swamp, dirty and muddy
He was an angel, fallen because his hands were bloody
He put people in danger, and now he's off and running
His blood tainted, with black corruption
His wings painted, with gray abduction
Once sainted, now hunted across the universe
He dispersed, to millions of words and murders
People kill in his name, people live in his name
He controls the pawns like it's a chess game
No shame, his terrible reign over the shadows untamed
A millenia of realm wars, Heaven vs Tyrael
Repertoire of hell's storms, Earth ended derailed
They hunted him for eternity, it turned to be
A legacy of murdering, raping and burdaining
Now the humanity carries out the hate
Hence, wars, serial killers and rape
As Tyrael continues deceiving heaven
Wicked thoughts were inserted,hence 9/11
But humanity is not on his agenda
Evading former brethren is main cause
Torture shows in hell, earning his applause
So now he's fallen, at the brink of peril
He's enjoying, but the big head is the devil
He is just a pawn, maybe a black knight
But he could be thrown out, hacked overnight
He sees that fact, and is filled with fright
Fallen, scarred, riddled with a blight
Once a might with the power of light
Now a coward,running from an illusion
Now he is destroyed, no more sinew

Story with no joy, to be continued

Part 2 below

[Ritter]

Left faceless, corruption in his crest
It manifests through questlessness
Once a white sword, now a gray blade
His face once holy, now decayed and fade
His angelic mail now a rugged leather armor
Wings no longer there, he killed his hellish father
Learned his lesson,lived in depression
No profession in his possession,he had no facial expression
He had only one obsession, manic love for aggression
So he crafted a sword, and planned his redemption
In no need for confession, he ran without a question
He began a quest to the tomb of Lazarus
As he entered, he struck hazardous
Destroying the ancient spirits resting
With sick thoughts manifesting
He ransacked the sarcophagus
And took the sacred armor, sword and shield
Now he only need wings, to return to the battlefield
The rage within him, was not so beneath
He only wished for heavens to die from defeat
He wasn't the one to concede the deceit
The deception, was another reason for redemption
As the cold blood boils underneath his loins
He polishes his sword, and then he joins
The eternal warpath of heaven and hell
Centuries have passed since he fell
An army, under his emblem, assembled
Paragraphs of destruction, heavens shall tremble
Decades of preparation, made his wings angelic again
The fallen, blasting rampage upon his bretheren
The gates of heaven were breached
The ghosts were reached, the sound of war horns
Tyrael's army in a swarm of torn form
The throne of the sky quickly went from gold to black
What Tyrael took, is never coming back
An eternal curse, upon the world

And the people start living life in the aftermath

[Ritter]

I'm done for now. I won't be dropping anything for some time.

Drop your thoughts, I wanna know what y'all think. Be the most rigorous you can.

PEACE

[OTB]

yo shizzah- you makin foolz go back and check their darts-
makin 'em re-evaluate their skillz and thingz.

you drop mad substance yo-

props brother-

The O-

[Maccabee Ridah]

Yo shizz, as I said couple of timez for now, I'm fuckin amazed with these lyrics.....
Even if Mental Asylum was written by some1 from english-speaking country, it would be still dope as hell, and all I can say is mad propz for writting these lyrics, cuz we have same prime language, and I am fuckin amazed how much talent for writting u have....

Keep droppin raw shyt Shizz....

Peace................
-suuuuuuuuu///

PS-Stvarno svaka cast care! Nemoj stati ovde, ocigledno imas talenta, nastavi da pises....