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A Darker Side of Me
Something truly hpynotic has happened. But something not quite right, the ruling has begun, and soon it'll be you they'll be kidnapping. A knock on your door, an axe through your neck. He will come for you, as he came for me. Read the bible found it filled with hypocrisy. Went to mass, everything went down with a crash. Poor old priest, He was rewarded with a treat. They hung him like jesus, crucified. Chants filled the air "The reign of terror shall unfold, all beginning with a hanging!" rumor was told. He will come for you, as he came for me. An inferno quite excellent to see, sort of beautiful like a widow clinging to her dead husbands body. You never quite realize what death will be like, until its over. The inferno reached its peak, and out stepped the beast. his skin as red as ink, and he glared at me. His eyes seemed to flash like lightening bolts of certain fabrics like reality. i shrieked, he grinned, and in a minute he had me pinned. He will come for you, as he came for me. Today my corpse walks still, but with purpose. My arms covered with scars, are treasures of life that i had forsaken. My apperance a common child, and yet has seen more hell then a satanist. My addictions have not gone unquestioned. In a sense I have become reborn. I smile, I dance, but I will not die. So I will come for you, as he came for me.... The difference is, I am part of reality, I have become one with the monster. And I will kill, as you become a new person. Sacrifice, indulge, Take!
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