Testo Luminal - GZA
Testo della canzone Luminal (GZA), tratta dall'album Legend Of The Liquid Sword
This is the tale of a town with a
Population of approximately 2,000 people
A small close-knit community where crime
And murder were virtually unheard of
Where front doors were always left unlocked
A place where mayhem only happens in your wildest dreams
For some, the sun will never come out tomorrow
Like those in his heart poundin' tale of random horror
Of a body count, after trashin' it, he done with it
Victims inflicted with passionate punishment
Specific authors of horrific torture
That left crime scenes that retired law enforcers
His ruthlessness knew no bounds
As he beat 'em down, shot 'em while gagged and bound
Kept the whole town shocked with they doors locked
Firearms cocked, major roads blocked
No one knows when he knocks
As a kid, he killed three pets of an attorney
So his childhood passion became a lifelong journey
Grew into a world of destruction, abduction
Left many body parts floatin' on the Hudson
Whether found in a ditch after the ride you hitched
Screams was high-pitched from scars you can't stitch
Mutilated and decapitated white-collar chicks
Just from his involvement in local politics
His outfit stained with the blood of the slain
While his backyard full of skeletal remains
His goal in life was preparation for death
An autopsy showed asphyxiation, loss of breath
Was it this fascination for strangulation?
The lynchers in the '20s was his inspiration
Unspeakable acts that made front page
Motivated by an unexplainable rage
This is the tale of a town with a
Population of approximately 2,000 people
The suspected killer plaguing this community
Has once again no name, no face, and no suspects
Smashed a 12-year-old Little League
Ballplayer's face with a baseball bat
This nameless, faceless murderer has killed
A couple execution-style in their own home
Brutal dismemberment of those he took from the land of the living
Smashed a 12-year-old Little League
Ballplayer's face with a baseball bat
We have no leads, no suspects
With no explanation for these senseless killings
The state psychologist, forensic pathologist
Warned the detectives to search beyond the obvious
They ruled out the possibility that the killer be
Physically fit with athletic ability
Tally of murders on his agenda
There was no word in his code for surrender
So when the headlines had announced the arrest
The repercussion was his trial became a lightning rod for discussion
Compelling evidence, statements from residents
Validated guilt as he maintained his innocence
From the hair to the fiber, rope and bondage wire
The stains on the carpet consisted with saliva
DNA directly linked to the psycho
Luminol made it glow, was tested type O
For many years, a lot of murders went unsolved
A lot of blood dissolved, his gun still revolved
The bullets had names that made the frame shatter
Most savage massacre that made the brain scatter
Detectives astounded by the scope of the crime
Made an odd discovery from one of many signs
While questioning the man, he picked up on a scanner
He reacted in a loud and agitated manner
And once they tried to read him his rights, he turned cold as ice
Credits
Writer(s): Gary E. Grice, Larry E. Muggerud
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