J6 Sleepers

J 6 Sleepers 

Verse 1

A poisonous vine has begun to grow,

Roots of hate, and you all should know.

Fed by lies and a fractured creed,

It spreads its tendrils with wicked speed.

Pre-Chorus

Through broken trust, it finds its way,

In hearts of anger, it takes its stay.

A creeping force, unseen, malign,

The sleepers thrive on this twisted vine.

Chorus

J 6 sleepers, the vine takes hold,

Spreading venom, cruel and cold.

In chaos blooms their deadly flower,

A cult preparing for its hour.

Verse 2

Its roots dig deep where fear resides,

Dividing truth with endless lies.

Leaves of malice, branches of pain,

A harvest of terror it will sustain.

Pre-Chorus

From hidden cells to open streets,

The vine grows strong where hatred meets.

Its poison spreads, its grip extends,

A tangled web that never ends.

Chorus

J 6 sleepers, the vine takes hold,

Spreading venom, cruel and cold.

In chaos blooms their deadly flower,

A cult preparing for its hour.

Bridge

Its blossoms choke the light of day,

Twisting hope as it decays.

A doctrine born of spite and lies,

Its poison climbs as justice dies.

Ancient Roots of Hate

This vine’s roots stretch through ancient soil,

Born of prejudice and endless toil.

From Alexandria’s streets to Rome’s disdain,

Hatred evolved but still remains.

Like tares among the wheat it grows,

Disguised until the harvest shows.

Its seeds are myths that time can’t erase—

The chosen marked for cruel disgrace.

Outro

J 6 sleepers, their vine ascends,

Twisting truth until it bends.

A creeping terror that won’t let go,

Roots of hate—and now we know.

The tares must burn when harvest comes near—

Cut out the poison to make truth clear.