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There are no bonds between

a mastermind of Armageddon

and the ones who vomit

forth their fabrication

of a life that is blinded by lies.

Funny how it all works out!

This is my chance to control,

you're lying on the shards

talking to yourself,

your innards exposed.

Laughing uncontrollably,

crushing your anatomy.

Delusional psychosis

has its grip on me.

I just cant fucking wait!

I have the upper hand

to do whatever I please.

I'm in love with the fact

that you're looking at me.

While you take your

last gasp of air!

Crawl back into your

comforting hole,

keep promising yourself

that salvation will come.

I really don't think you

know the life that you could have.

Just keep thinking everything

will be all right.

Keep thinking you

can hide from destiny.

I'll keep haunting

every move you make.

Let me inside your mind...

I prefer you

to defend yourself.

I prefer you

to defend yourself.

Schizophrenia interrupts

the scene of attention,

let's see how long

this will last.

It's normal to dismember,

it's normal to contain no regrets,

for what I have caused

and the dramatic effect.

My vision's spinning,

my nose is bleeding.

Everything is

slowly distorting.

This is somatically incorrect!

Through Hell you will walk to even

get the slightest moment of peace.

You haven't even gotten anything

close to what you deserve.

It's set in stone and

putrefaction will be my oxygen.

Recite your pledge to death

and don't forget to die.

Choke on the false hope!