Who would be hurt?
Well,who would initiate in such a search?
For if i was to escape right now,
who would know where i would go?
Who could flow as my own clone,
or grow a glow of eyes of gold?
Are you to say a trace will show?
Would you have known me long enough,
to know in earth just where to look?
Would my music show a love so true?
As to be a guide for you from out the blue?
Know which route i would renounce?
Would you pounce from town to town,
until you heard the mass anoounce?
How the house of such a man is earth,
and how he smiles from the south?
Now your smile turns to frown,
as you see now who wears the crown,
As you see it isn't me,and your heart begins to drown.
For a devil which is satan,
states aloud a defamated,
mutilated form of sound,
Contorts a storm of cloud,
As he's proud,you are down,
he is hound consuming pound for pound the soul of you for now.
You are ghoul!
A human decomposed!
A grain of mistic wishes,
sprouts a craving of decisions,
An incision of demonic infestations.
A power crazy from the wicked,
as deranged a composition.
It's ambition, intuition,
it's a game displaying mental pain,
a gain of the insane.
It's a demon on the hunt.
Since it's me you will be slaying,
I will play,
for a chase is placed to face the maze.
Yes, the wizard of my brain.
With over functions of insane inspiration,
without a hesitation.
My education means sedation,
in your part as you are lame.
So which prediction of your own,
is the answer to my game?
No, you don't know a single thing,
you wouldn't know and so you spin,
as you look inside to try and find a spark, the smallest click.
So let me go,
i'll clearly show you how i sting.
As i know you, you should know,
you know not a single thing,
or even so a way to think.
Would you have known,
the words i wrote compose,
a song you'll ever hate?