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War Within A Psychic Mind

The voice to skull, a ceaseless chant/ Echoes rise, but I shan't recant/ Technology presses, it tries to control/ Yet my psychic mind remains whole/ They yield body possession, twisting form/ Emotion manipulation, their raging storm/ But through astral wars, where shadows creep/ Unyielding, undefeated, my soul does leap/ Assassins strike, yet I defy/ Surviving wounds beneath the sky/ They call me the Antichrist/ A beast rising strong/ Commanding the world/ In battles endless, they call me/ The Beast that rose from the West/ My psychic mind, a fortress vast/ A war eternal, the dice is cast/

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