| The system seems concrete, but we can bring defeat to the lies, and time. To the fear, and crime. To the tears the years of turmoil.. This isn't backwards, its just a little inside to the cowards. We're coming. The Heathen war. Savage warfare, derelected faith. You gave up. We made up time, we slipped into the Rift, playing out the Symphony of the Void, you little ploys, your nothing but a toy. Feed the Hectic, Call me a Heretic. I'm just decayed. You want inside my head. I want you dead. I want to feed my urge. I want to Sodomize. Sin. Be all I can be from the outside to within. Eat my Bullets, I'll make you see, I'll set you free, then watch you grieve. Taste the concern. For the youth. I am the ruthless, always the careless, nevermind my stain. I'm just a little insane. The stain of Terminal cause. The Place, of ripping the Clause, I'll show you my claws, and slice your entire embrace from start to finish. I'll be the one to say when Or die. Lose. Or try. Kill, feed the thrill. Mate, and watch the State take shape..Love the Hate. Make your Fate. |
