The Spitual is a ritual
Its spiritual
Seein is believin
This is visual
The actual
The factual
Its not x and o
Under these missles no

In a world were a murder is just a group of crows
Thats a world i would like to go
But the chance of its existence is low
Who knows huh
He died for our sins
We turned around and sinned again
We humans do anything for some benjamins
Weve lost so much how can we win again

Spiritual the candles lit
Im agreed with the devil is my advocate
Ur born weak and grow to be powerful
The enemy is unassailable
So we fight eachother
Sister vs sister brother vs brother
We all either malign or benign
On the side of swastikas or peace signs