There is a seed set to grow in my soul That burns my heart but leaves my brain in control Screams of pain and screams of fear That lives inside my head
So now in different shapes I come to you Smile as I fill your head with words untrue Addictive ways of pleasure I bring to thee You are weak, thereby easy to victimize
To project demons in your mind
Break you down and grind your soul Fear and disgust cracks your face So now that I have entered your soul Not because I want to or need to Rather just because I can
The one with the mind on a higher level Precious life, honed to perfection Devious in heart, spawn of the dark The son of the one almighty I will be there to control Always doing what I please
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