I have always been there
But never quite in sight
In the back of your mind
Devouring your walls like a fucking parasite

Fear me, do you hear me?
Fear me, do you hear me?

I am death in the form of a man
A whisper in the shadow of a shortened life span
Fed through the lung I step away from the world I know.
God damn.

Fixed solid
You won't break me
I will set my mind to stone
And block out all uncertainty

We are weapons
Our mind's contain the venom
Our mouths the barrel, our tongues the trigger
Out heart the facility of hate.

Our lungs fuel and conduct our actions
We breathe dirt and cloud our judgements
We act on lies dealt by demon deep in cloak
Daggers, cut our throats.

Maniacal, diabolical, scrutiny.
Eyes as black as the ash of the dying sun.
I feel eternal hatred resonate through me
I am but a man, i can feel it pollute the cerebral cortex
Engage.

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