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Heartbeat in the Dust by Dustin

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Heartbeat in the Dust by Dustin - Hip Hop music cover art

Heartbeat in the Dust

Hip Hop

0:003:25
Lyrics
Description
It's the end of the world!
It's the end of the world!
It's the end of the world!
It's the end of the world!
Concrete kingdom, world of rust, Another day, just heartbeat in the dust.
You crawl out when the sun is gone, Just a glitch, the world coughed on.
I see you in the dark, a flash of red, Just a nightmare from a world that's dead.
You're a cheap trick, a scary story told, I'm the angry ghost of the world you stole.
Outro
Yes, the old world sense is stale and weak.
The clumsy words, your soft mouth speak.
You paint your face to hide the fright, A free candle in eternal night.
I am the silence, I'm the sudden dread.
The final thought inside your head, You are the echo fading from the stone.
I am the hunter on a brand new throne!
This throne of yours is dirt and bone.
I'll knock you off it on my own.
You think you're fast, a blur of spite.
Meet the fury of my M16's light.
This ain't evolution, it's a damn stake.
A fever dream from which you'll never wake.
I'm still free to still stand and hear you freak.
I'm the bitter end of the future that you seek.
Your future is a memory, a forgotten sound.
Buried deep beneath this hallowed ground.
Your little toys of fire, angry metal screams.
Are just the final twitching of your dying dreams.
We are the cleansing, we're the coming age.
The turning of a final blood red page.
So clutch the bat you sat and broke him in.
And fade away according to the plan.
This throne of yours is dirt and bone.
I'll knock you off it on my own.
You think you're fast, a blur of spite.
Meet the fury of my M16's light.
This ain't evolution, it's a damn stake.
A fever dream from which you'll never wake.
I'm still free to still stand and hear you freak.
I'm the bitter end of the future that you seek.
We are the cleansing, we're the coming age.
The turning of a final blood red page.
So clutch the bat you sat and broke him in.
And fade away according to the plan.
And fade away according to the plan.
And fade away according to the plan.
And fade away according to the plan.
And fade away according to the plan.