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A mental mushroom cloud has left his psyche stained

But he turned it inside out and wore brand new skin

A skin of armor

A psychotic shield

Now he's a new machine

Now hes made of steel

His motor is running on revenge

His blood is running cold

Don't look into his eyes

They're inhuman

Eternal scars

His madness is the fuel burning death

His path is littered with the bodies of the insolent

Once he was human, but now revenge consumes him

And his poisoned heart

Sticks and stones will break your bones

But words can make you go insane

The seed is grown

We must atone

Now WE are the ones who feel the pain

Now WE are the ones that wear the scars

Now WE are the ones with poisoned hearts

A mental mushroom cloud....