Spinning, swirling, pretty things
Morphing into sour faced changelings
Little devils running wild
Bringing forth such a sweet child

In the vortex we will play
Hiding the colors we display
In the vortex i'll choose
Who will loose

Geometric, concentric, symmetric clues
The few things that will save you
Come play my game for a while
I like to watch you with a twisted smile

In the vortex you will fight
Unable to tell wrong from right
In the vortex you fall
Confused, until I annihilate you all

Do not fear I have the power to save
You from a blood, shallow grave
I can only hear your pain
If you scream my name