Darkness obeys my mind Fear is the one I lead To desecrate your life To be a god of time
I have no friend, I use myself
You hesitate my words Oncoming day will show I got more brains to think I am your lord to speak
Drink me up well, lay down your head
One fault to your praying sanity You want me to be what I want to Crying your black tears under The chaotic mass of mine
Blackness arises from deep Hand on your mouth, too weak I nail my eyes on you Stone breaks knees to the floor
Fit shot for me give me the last thought
Picture moving bodies with dead souls Pathological ruthless vision Have to clean my hands before killing Awakening at the room I'm in a show
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