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Hyperthalamic PreyBrain-storming myself in self-afflictionEnfulfment of thoughts, without addiction Teaching you nothing, revealing your mind The constitutional race of superlative kind Seek the powers enshrines in you Even less than you thoughts to do No-one knows, but all believe No-one cares, but all relieve Scars... Six bullets – likelihood turns into guarantee Catch sight of the one who will set you free The nucleaus of rage implanted into your brain Aggression is heritage, a blood-red rain I'll liberate mankind from all multi-overload All criminal potentials on this open road Each person that might cause disorder I take them with me around the corner Escalation – of world unknown A kingdom of wisdom – I hold the crown Killing by day, killing amongst others A new experience I may discover You force me to a bigger challenge All routine is raised to riskier heights I'm the master of puppets, your decline Hidden the truth, psychotic, endocrine Believe me, I know that you are willed You are glad to see all potential killers killed Scars... Enigmatic – my thoughts Scars... Confusion – my denial of you Control – the survival kit I need Poetry, beauty, words of no presence Life and death the only long lasting sequence Great expectation but nothing for real I am the one who likely holds the seal My gas-gun the weapon that sentences you This wounded world lies upon you Obidiently, fearless, not without courage You greta your own death, an interesting carnage Life's an unnatural shimmer – on the screen of eternity Just a metaphoric glimmer – the system of anomely Bleed for me Destroy god – in your head A change of seasons Is all you will ever dread I kill, therefore I am Take these words into your grave You read black, where white I read Bloody wishes, nothing is real |