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im a demon cast away call me legion im not one im many
ill give you brain power for every penny
send me back into the stars coincidentally
i claim to be friendly until you offend me scripture is my destiny
i bring arctic darkness bitter bliss
and heartless im missing my compassion like im partless
no one can conduct alchemy without me
run into the wind so hard inertia felt me
physically im missing pain receptors its sickology
im not a man im a machine made from evil technology
my mission is simple its to make you go missing
middle of the night you can struggle you can fight
huddle down night vision i can see you high pitch
they raise crosses like they know the lord
I sliced my human side out so i could afford
to be brutal inhuman consuming the very thought of god
Copyright © Riely Dionne | Year Posted 2011
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