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You believe there are those who love you, those who really wish you well
but he knows they despise you, that they laugh and spit at your filthy name
you think they praise you and worship you like their own god
but as you dream and sleep, they move in to slit your throat

Punishing the innocent, they scream
random acts of violence, they bleed
torture and suffering, but why?
unaware and obediant, his slave

His servant, at his command
he uses you, like a pawn in his game

Paranoid delusions, like fever boiling in your blood
greedy eyes that pierce, they carve like knives in your head
like a worm you crawl on the floor, once the master - now the slave
he is pulling the strings, he is the one who made you fall


His servant, at his command
he uses you, like a pawn in his game
you're nothing, just one of his tools
for the final solution, extinction of man

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