Mightier Than The Sword Lyrics - What You Thought You Heard - Borialis

I'm spittin' with the venom 

To your soul through flesh and denim 

I kill every opponent with the message that I send 'em 

And I leave 'em, with no heart-beatin', the lungs breathin' 

Their last thought was questioning the demon they believe in 

Forcing me to start kickin' mental martial arts 

Piercing they hearts, with all these metaphorical darts 

Make use of this verbal abuse and call a truce 

'Cause the verse hurts worse, and works quick as a noose 

Stop frontin', you wantin' my mouth to stop running 

Some sought assault, but the thoughts kept comin' 

The last man who tried, well, he died in his sleep 

I can't believe what I was saying put him 6 feet deep 

Diagnosed with an overload flow to his brain 

I guess the truth that I told him, must have drove him insane 

Any rough @.$@., can pull the trigger, but I'm bigger 

The poisoned lyrics make you sick quicker than liquor 

So go blast your gun, I'm gonna be the one who'll be yellin' victory 

When all is said and done son 

Now I'm battling my wars 

With chords and metaphors 

Lord knows the pen's mightier than the sword 

Armed with my thoughts and the almighty force 

For sure the pen's mightier than the sword 

Destroy the flesh, but the core will endure 

Of course the pen's mightier than the sword 

So blow me up with a bomb, I'll move on and go beyond 

Like the wayward son, and carry on 

I'm forever green, I'm what you never seen before 

What you thought was raw was far from hardcore 

I'm alive on a compact disc, I never miss, I always hit 

Assuring I'll forever exist 

Three times as arrogant as Cannibis is 

Now they teaching classes, calling it The Borial-Analysis 

I grip the mic as if I'm never gonna pass it 

When I spit the ancient and eternal to the masses 

Enthusiastic, opposite of plastic 

Just recorded this shit, and it's already classic 

Man on a mission, holding my position 

With no war paints, just poetic ammunition 

Now I'm battling my wars 

With chords and metaphors 

Lord knows the pen's mightier than the sword 

Armed with my thoughts and the almighty force 

For sure the pen's mightier than the sword 

Destroy the flesh, but the core will endure 

Of course the pen's mightier than the sword 

Combat, without physical contact, you're under attack 

Gettin' bashed, smashed, slashed, and gashed 

With the sharp tongue, piercin' your ear drum 

It's fearsome, slinging your gun son, I ain't even got one 

I'm doing what I say, and saying what I mean 

With words that cut clean from a poet supreme 

I flip tha Tai-Chi Chuan, droppin' terrorist bombs 

With blood from Lebanon like Kahlil Gibran 

I reside in the hills outside the city walls 

Behind closed doors with the infinite source 

While you're dwellin' in your hood, inhaling the smog 

I'll be in the woods, puffin' logs talkin' to God 

Uninvolved with ya'll, I'm watchin' all far from afar 

Loungin' on a mountain top, countin' the stars 

Now I'm battling my wars 

With chords and metaphors 

Lord knows the pen's mightier than the sword 

Armed with my thoughts and the almighty force 

For sure the pen's mightier than the sword 

Destroy the flesh, but the core will endure 

Of course the pen's mightier than the sword 

Mightier than the sword (3X)