My hands warp and writhe
Fabricated conspiricies consume my mind
Sinister notions deafen my perceptions
What lurks in the corner what will i find?
Misfortune haunts my core
It is something that i adore
I cause fatalities that make me laugh with glee
In a trance a hypnotic verse that terrifies me
And yet somehow seems to quieten the dispair
Still a lingering anger permiates the air.
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